Changing Times_The Gods in the Stars_My little Bonny_Jay’s Resolution
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Changing Times
It's the end of summer vacation, but this year was far from it. The coronavirus pandemic has changed everything about our lives, and I couldn't wait to go back to how it used to be. I hate change. Change messes things up. I was perfectly fine with the way things were before, but now everything is different. Not to mention their strict, overprotective parenting-leaving me with nothing to do except stay in my room. What did they expect? A fun time while we all stayed inside in "quarantine". The word quarantine just makes it sound so much more real. Every day was the same. Wake up, get ready, wa...
The Gods in the Stars
Seems like drowning oneself is harder than it looks. Embarrassing, www.onedoor.ccreally, as worried Bahamians attempt to haul me out of the Caribbean Sea into their rusty tugboat in response to the cruise ship’s clarion call.I feel my earlobes and note one of my diamond earrings is missing, lost to the depths. A treasure for a lucky scuba per to find one day. The earrings had been an anniversary gift. And not worth much now, I mutter out loud. My rescuers look at me, but we cannot understand each other very well. Their Creole dialect is thick. One of them, whom I call Poseidon, throws me a flotation device,...
My little Bonny
"ARRRGGGGGHHH MOM, BONNY IS CHEWING MY NEW BED SHEETS" Anna shouted from her room. Not again," Anna baby am sorry, I'll just get you a new one tomorrow"I said smiling.Bonny is a raccoon, my pet. Yeah, you heard that right. I was on my way to work on a faithful day when I saw it on the road injured. I took it home and since then and we've been taking care of it as ours. It's been 10 years now and my 18 inches tall raccoon won't stop going around causing trouble. But my daughter and husband understand the fact that I really love that trouble little thing, so they just had to try and get along wi...
Jay’s Resolution
The mirror was covered in steam, so Jay could hardly see himself. He spied a triangular window where his eyes and nose poked through the steam-made clouds on the mirror’s reflective surface. He stood and watched the vapor dance and billow atop the sink, relishing in the warmth that blanketed his skin. The bathroom smelled of running water, and when he closed his eyes, Jay could picture himself sitting in a sauna.He cut the shower water off and sighed. Grabbing a towel, he dried himself off and wrapped the cloth around his waist. Traveling to his room, he shuffled his feet across the soft ca...