A World of Colors_Scum (by any other name)_Tranquil Silence_A night in graveyard
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A World of Colors
A World of Color By Jadalin Cheney“By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire.” I stared in awe of the beauty around me, my eyes growing misty. I twirled around as all the color's danced in and out of my vision, not ceasing my momentum, even as I became dizzy! When I finally came to a still I allowed myself to roll onto the ground that was filled with leaves the color of flames. I allowed myself to pick apart every hue I see in this beautiful moment all while remembering what it was like when I could only see gray, black, and white.Everything seems so boring when you can't even see.www.onedoor.cc..
Scum (by any other name)
Scum is my cat. You must understand, the moniker given to her or him, (honestly, after thirteen years, I am still not sure and, after all this time, I really do not care. For storied sake, I'll refer to it as a she), I gave as a compliment.Scum is the first, and probably last, cat I will ever own. I saved her from sure death back in New England. I was moving my belongings into my new apartment through the back door while the old tenant, a soon to be deployed active-duty sailor, was moving his belongings out the front door. Out of the blue he turned to me and asked, "You want my cat? Can't take...
Tranquil Silence
“Kit-Kats? For dinner?” Marty held out a handful of dirty Kit-Kats in front of my gagging face and I squirmed away. “I’ll pass,” I laughed and uncapped my half-empty water bottle. Most people spend Halloween night trick-or-treating, or maybe at a party, or even just watching a scary movie. Not me and Marty though, we host annual sleepovers in graveyards. Not to be melodramatic, but our sleepovers could probably top every other holiday celebration. We start around 4 pm by setting up camp next to an old White Oak tree. We reserve the early night to run around town, maybe scare a few kids from bu...
A night in graveyard
Its Halloween night and the streets are filled with kids. Now and then, I get vampires and goblins to knock my door. These kids, and their costumes make me remember my childhood. Seeing them makes me cherish the moments of my life."Trick or Treat!", I heard a familiar voice. As expected, it was a familiar face greeting me at the door. It was Damian in a Lion costume. Seeing him in that made me laugh. I asked,"You think, you are still a child?" with uncontrollable laughter. He replied," Huh, I thought you would like it." I said,"I like it!" while laughing terribly. He gave an annoyed look, and ...