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Healed Wounds
It had been a long day for Lily at work, she is the lead neurosurgeon at the private hospital she works at and she had just finished a 19-hour brain surgery where she and her team had to separate a set of conjoined twins and all she could think of was getting home, taking a shower and going to bed. She was too tired to drive so he had to take an uber home, when the driver pulled over in front of her house, she was surprised to see Eric’s car parked in front of it, she looked at her watch and it was just 7pm and this was unusual considering he always came back home very late and had been ...
The Girls
Zoey was Sally's older sister. They lived in a rural area on a small farm of eleven acres. They loved each other dearly, then one day Sally just up and left. Zoey loved the farm she liked roaming with the horses. Now Sally, on the other hand, would chase the horses to watch them run and scatter. Zoe was a peaceful kind heart lovable girl. Well, Sally was a very excitable, sweet, lovable, kind of girl. Sort of opposites but both lovable. One day Zoe called sally over to the chicken coop to have a look inside. There were baby chicks. Zoey's afterthought, why did I do that. Yup, you guessed it S...
My Torment in the Tower
September 11th, 2001Two World Trade Center (the South Tower)New York City, New YorkI pressed my hands to the glass and gazed at the streets and people below. They seemed so tiny and insigniwww.onedoor.ccficant. I stared at dad in amazement. ”This place is incredible! I can’t believe you work here! I can’t imagine coming here every day.”Dad smiled.“I’m glad you like this place. I knew you would.”I grinned. “Can you show me around?”Dad frowned. That was so much like him. Switching back and forth between facial expressions as easily as a person would switch between a fork and spoon. “Sweetie, I have to work. T...
My Best Friend Gave to Me...
Oh no.I can feel it settling in. My head starts pounding as millions of negative thoughts flow through my head like trout in a river. My breathing grows increasingly harder as I try to focus on inhaling through the nose, exhaling through the mouth. My hands are shaking with the ferocity of a city-destroying earthquake. A cold sweat breaks out on my forehead.I fall to my bed as my limbs take on too much weight. My bones replaced by steel bars and my muscles are just concrete poured under my skin. My hair falls into my eyes but I have no time to think about it.In through the nose, I tell m...