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This Side of Me
I must have looked a mess, red splotchy cheeks, glasses askew, brown hair flying everywhere, but at that moment I didn't care. I ran towards Lewis, my heartbeat hittingwww.onedoor.cc rhythm with my steps as I raced towards him. I couldn’t help but grin as I thought about what I was about to do. Of course it was crazy. But so was I. Now let's rewind. I have liked this guy since I was thirteen, no joke. Neither of us really had close friends, we were the two kids who just kind of floated through middle school with the popular kids. I was allowed to hang out with them because my sister, Ray, was the coolest pe...
Stupid Metal Devices
Life, seen from the dog's point of viewThese days humans never go anywhere without their silly metal devices. They stare at the tiny squares and are aware of nothing but whatever's going on inside the screen. I've seen humans take pictures, make video calls, do something they call "texting", take notes, watch videos, share things, play music, and play games on it. Basically, a device that holds everything you can imagine. They barely play with us anymore.Today is Friday. My owner and I are walking to the train after a workday, and as usual, he's staring at his phone. He's in a good mood today ...
Bridget
I wasn’t born. I wish I had been, it would’ve been much easier, but that’s a fact and no matter my wishing, no one can change it. Just like no human can pick who they were born to, I can’t change the fact that I was never born at all. They created me. “Come on, Bridget,” says Jenny, voice stressed and tresses of her red hair falling from her ponytail. “We’re late.” “Yes, Jenny.” My name isn’t actually Bridget, but Jenny was so little when they brought me to her, and she had trouble calling me BRD2 - Body Robot Demo 2 - and as she wrinkled her nose trying to get the letters out in the right ord...
Laceration of the Heart
Have you ever wondered why I did that? When we ended it that night. Well, if you can just listen, I'll tell you everything. Then I swear you will understand, I'm not the one for you.It all started last year. The chill of the air was fresh and crisp. I was out in town, craving a coffee. Why? Why did you have to approach me? It was in that rustic looking shop. So why? You stood out so much there. I walked through the doors and there you were. Sitting in that corner. The way the light glowed on your pale face was truly an incredible sight. It was obvious you were quite attractive. There were mutt...