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    It was a quarter before midnight, but I could still hear the argument from the living room downstairs. Even under the blanket of my comforter and blazing music of my earplugs, I could still hear them.I could hear dishes crashing and screams. Banging and burning throats from all the shouting. I hear them and I feel the blood under my skin crawl, like a centipede tracing its way on a tree branch.I flinched at a loud break from outside my room. He's outside.I crawl hurriedly off my bed and slink under it, gripping my phone against my trembling body."TREVOR!" I covered my mouth to stop myself from...UU9one door

    Say Please

    The air smelled like dish soap.I gave the janitor a polite, forced nod and stepped over the disgusting soapy puddle, holding my breath. My mother had always thought the smell was fresh and lively, but to me, it was horrible. It smelled like white hospitals and washing machines and lateness, my three least favorite things. I glanced at my brand new watch, it had cost a fortune, mind you, noting that my big presentation was in 7 minutes. I had prepared a slideshow, and I couldn't help but hope that everybody else would like my presentation. I straightened my skirt, taking comfort in the fact tha...UU9one door

    Not By My Power

    A smile graced Musa's lips as he stepped into the elevator. He faced the shiny side that reflected his image and gently, almost unconsciously adjusted his jacket. Just before the doors to the elevwww.onedoor.ccator pulled together, a hand jutted out, when it slid back open, she walked in. It wasn't her fair skin or how pretty her eyes looked, it wasn't even about the contrast of her black niqab with her fair skin, it was the power she exuded in standing up straight and her aura, it reminded him strangely of his sister, the one who had been auctioned into marriage at the age of sixteen to the highest bidder....UU9one door

    Story of a journey, journey of a time capsule

    Maya was an eighth year old girl who used to live with his father Luke. She was a maternal orphan. She was really sad. She was cute , beautiful, energetic and helpful girl . She grew in a very rich family .She belonged to a very educated and modern family. Her father Luke was a very rich man. He was controlling his own established business. Maya's mother was Ava who was very energetic, young,pretty, fashionable and caring girl who died in a car accident. Maya didn't spent good time without her mom so it was sad for her. One day Maya wanted to put some things in a time capsule. She added her fa...UU9one door

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