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A Family of Our Own
She found him in bed, covers drawn over his head in an attempt to block out the world. To try and clear his mind.It happened every time he called home. Harris loved his mother, but each and every call, Ramona let it be known that she was displeased with his choice of spouse. That the witch he married would corrupt him, drag her baby boy screaming off the straight and narrow his life had been so perfectly set on.Anya didn’t know why hewww.onedoor.cc bothered calling at all when he knew how it would end. His mother had turned the rest of the family against him. Even his siblings who had once loved her now joi...
Connection
It is a disconcerting feeling that weighs upon your mind no matter how many times the specialists say you are better off not thinking about it. Again and again the doctors tell me to focus on the present and to let my mind have the time it needs to properly heal. Still, mother's gentle reminders and father's soft scoldings are not enough to enforce the well-meant medical advice.Perhaps they would have had a chance at reaching me if they truly understood what it felt like to be in my shoes. Maybe then their searching hands could have found the daughter in their memories to drag her free from wh...
Into The Fire
Susan stared out the window to the vast metropolis below, and sighed. Despite the vast height of the building she was standing in, and despite it being early in the morning, she could still make out the movement of cars and even people as they went about their daily lives. Susan worked in an office as a customer service representative; her job was to take calls and help people install their printers over the phone. It was a boring job, she admitted, but a well-paying one, and she’d been there for over three years. She was eager for a promotion, and could feel it on the horizon. She turned awa...
Just an ordinary man.
Just an ordinary man.There is nothing as surprising, devastating and delightful on earth as the fickleness of human nature. This story starts in the middle. It is late night when Prakash Rao, a station master of a small railway station in a tiny town in Karnataka, India sits down to have his dinner. The meal is simple but satisfying. Rao lives alone and has a lady who comes day time, cooks and cleans and leaves his dinner in the kitchen. There are no modern amenities such as a microwave that Rao possesses, so the lady makes the dinner super hot and encases it in an old iro...