Own Battles_Roommate Sickness_Aviary"_The Warning
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Own Battles
Often, you will hear stories about strangers becoming friends. My story, is how my best friend became a stranger. I don't remember much about the night John died. He was my husband of five years, but we had been lovers long before that. All I remember was the panic, and then pain. I don't think people realize the pain of being in the waiting room. Being in the waiting room, is like sitting in the palm of despair. The sadness is thick in the air. The silence is stifling. No one says a thing in the waiting room. No one talks. Every sound, sends a wrench of fear through your heart. Because you k...
Roommate Sickness
“Pierce.” I rap on the door sharply, hearing a clatter from within. “Come on, man! I really gotta go, and you’ve been in there for, like, twenty minutes.” There is a brief silence from beyond the bathroom door, with its peeling white paint and unnatural shadows around the edges (seriously, don’t ask. This apartment complex is haunted or something). “Almost done, Bryan,” I hear Pierce shoot back. I don’t know what he’s doing in there, but it’s been ages. Finally, Pierce opens the door with a sheepiwww.onedoor.ccsh grin. As he shuffles past me, I find myself wondering if that was the same sweater he had been...
Aviary"
Firmly believe everything could be happened in this world ,nothing is impossible. sometimes ,Inbreded 1950 to 1975,saw great changes in the world, especially in science and technology ,inclusion in Every field of life.During or around the era of world wars,poverty excelled and the nation’s mentally deteriorated and disappointed, danced at large ,though all these experiences pointed “That person or nation would kiss success,who ,continued their walk in hardships”.Our life belong to the third world .Still there are hardships and disappointment in many sectors of life. Great wall of disappointme...
The Warning
“The three of them,” something inside me breaks. “They just stood there-” “Lee, calm down-” “24 days,” I remember the way the man had spoken with fear. “24 days! They’re coming-” “Hey, calm down-” “The three of them. 24 days,” I wrench my arms from Mira’s grasp and fiercely run my fingers through my hair. “Oh my gosh!” I moan, “24 days, 24 days-” “Harley!” Mira called me by my full name.I look up into his dark, hazel eyes to find confusion, fear, and hurt. He takes my wrists and envelopes my hands with his. “Mira, the three of them. 24 days.”He shakes his head, his lips drawn tight. “I don...