Fairytales endings don’t exist_One boarding school_The Girl on the Moon_Mola Shandy
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Fairytales endings don’t exist
When i was growing up my mother was overly relaxed in probably every way and my father was worrywart, consistent with his nagging.The two of them were quite the pair if I don't say so myself, they had absolutely nothing in common aside from the fact that they both loved every one of the Star Wars movies and they were constantly annoyed with one another. Yet somehow they managed to never really, truly fight in any sense of the word. I mean clearly, they would get annoyed with one another constantly, to the point where being in the same room with both of them at the same time, while they were m...
One boarding school
It was a tired Tuesday night. Nickie went to bed early. Suddenly she heard some chattering from downstairs,she peeped through the door knob and saw her parents, Mr and Mrs Brown.The lights were on and the chattering was becoming more like a discussion. They saw Nickie upstairs trying to listen to them. Mr. Brown, who was a thin man with spectacles, called Nickie downstairs. As she came running down the stairs her blackish brown hair flew high in the air."Yes dad" Nickie started the conversation. "Baby" he began with a tone of sadness in his voice,"baby,as you are 13 years old we planned of sen...
The Girl on the Moon
Shania stapled the receipt to the invoice, slid out the creaky drawer, and dropped it into the M pision. The phone rang— not the business phone, but hers. She picked it up from the desk. Unknown number. “Hello, you’ve reached Diane’s Accounti—“ she laughed, catching herself. “I’m sorry, this is Shane speaking.” The voice on the other end didn’t laugh. “Good afternoon, Shania. This call is to notify that you have been selected to join the World Space Immigration. You have one week to prepare. More details to follow.”“Wait, what? I don’t want to go to the moon! Is this really even the WSI? Can I...
Mola Shandy
They say a day at the coffee shop can lead to you meeting a stranger who will change your life. I never believed that, assuming it was a way of movie stars to sell people dreams of romance that never existed. A feeling in my stomach still gave me the intuition that perhaps this lie they sold had some truth to it.“Come on Kelly, we need to be early for seats at the autumn premier!” shouted Larry with a hint of irritation ruining the delightful excited tone of his. Larry had counted down to the special autumn launch at the Miko’s café. He was a lover of cocktails and lattes which made this event...