Dark Brown Eyes_Nonexistent Murder_Death and the Maiden_School Used to Be Different
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Dark Brown Eyes
The dark brown eyes in the mirror of my dresser stared back at me, searching for familiarity. There was a photograph stuck to the mirror. Twww.onedoor.cche same, younger set of eyes in that photograph ignored what I was going through, simply staring at my dad’s laughing face and his happy grey eyes as he held me in his arms when I was a five year old. I always wished I had dad’s eyes. Thinking of Dad hurt sometimes. I didn’t want to leave him. I wished, in that moment, that I could be his little baby forever. I was terrified to leave this place. Being older was terrifying. Today was the most terrifying of t...
Nonexistent Murder
I was just walking down the street, minding my own business, when somewhere above me I heard what sounded like two people arguing. I thought nothing of it at first, just your typical couple that argues sometimes, but it wouldn't go away and it just kept getting louder. So, I looked up to see where it was coming from and what was happening. I noticed a man and a woman struggling on the balcony of an apartment. I just stood there, not really knowing why. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but I just couldn't draw my attention away from them. Then, it looked like things got out of control...
Death and the Maiden
This story is a sequel to "Behind Closed Doors" that you can find on my page.Tonio's saliva dabbled onto the scattered music notes as his nose rubbed the paper. He tried to run his fingers across the music scales to feel the music score but his arm was too numb under the weight of his head. For sure, he hadn't finished his composition and had already forgotten its air."Argh... " Tonio moaned as he tried to lift up his chest. His arm hit something that rolled across the table and shattered down on the dusty tiles. A smell than he knew all too well came up. Another vodka bottle gone to waste. "A...
School Used to Be Different
It’s now ten years I don’t teach. It all started during the pandemic 12 or so years ago. It was a strange one, it would give you fever and chest pain, but you would also lose any sense of touch. If you touched an object or a person, you wouldn’t feel anything. That wasn’t the worst of it, of course: millions of people died.I caught it, in a mild form, I didn’t really have any high temperature and the chest pain was negligible, but I could not feel anything. My boyfriend at the time, now my husband, lived with me already, so he had to isolate and stay at home with me for two weeks. He didn’t ca...