Sweet Boys, Bitter Girls_James finally listen's to the Public_Beware the Dark_Blue-Plate Special
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Sweet Boys, Bitter Girls
Peals of laughter and the soft clink of glass filled the small townhouse. It was the end of the first day of summer. In the dim light of the living room, tiny metal figures and miniature plastic houses lay scattered about. The old board game was dogeared in places, but that didn't matter because my friends and I were all in one place for the first time in months. Together the five of us lay sprawled out around the coffee table, in our mismatched pyjamas, laughing like fools. Taking a sip of rum, a giggle escaped me as Seraphina jumped on the marble countertop of the kitchen, singing the dirtie...
James finally listen's to the Public
James always gave his point of view on things and did not care. What anyone thought their point of view did not matter to him. James way of thinking sticking to his point of view on stuff. Usually got him in pretty good situations it landed him a job as a principal of a school. James was not satisfied with that position he wanted more. He decided to run for mayor running with his point of views. Which got him in office James used his point of view to fix a lot of this in the office. Plus the town the people that worked with the mayor had conferences. Brought other points of view to help with t...
Beware the Dark
Beware the Dark Laura HoltThe carnival was a kaleidoscope of lights and sound around them as Ingren and Lucian walked hand in hand through the press of bodies lined up to ride the carousel. A freak show stood nearby. Its MC dared passersby to “come in and see the eighth wonder of the world!” Brightly colored posters lined the wall behind him: pictures of a girl with a fishtail, a girl with the body and hair of a snake, a man with hair growing out of every part of his body, fangs, and pointed ears, and a man with a nose like an elephant. A small, plum-colored tent sat beside it. A crude, hand-c...
Blue-Plate Special
Ann-Marie stared into the blue-plate special sitting in front of her. It looked like a gelatinous formation of a volcano that had gone extinct but somehow never hardened. How can restaurants serve this and call it food she thought to herself.“Eat up dear,” came her grandmother’s voice. “This looks so delicious.”Ann-Marie tried to form her face to look pleasant, to take away the look of nausea and shock that had formed when her grandmother reminded her that she was supposed to eat the coagulated mush that had been placed in front of her. As she lifted her head to look at her grand...