Archie the Tree Monster_Old Red Rag_Familien Weihnacht._Love Languages
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Archie the Tree Monster
Lee-Roy White snickered as he took off the stolen rain jacket. He’d been warm and dry all the way home, even his hair, thanks to the jacket’s hood. It looked like a golf jacket, and it was big enough to fit him. On Wussy Wyatt, it’d come down to his bony knees. ‘Must be his dad’s.’ He hung it up in the entryway that his father called ‘the mudroom’ only cuz it had tiled flooring. ‘Mine now.’ He snickered again at the thought of that skinny little goomba soaking wet and shivering on his walk home from school.He almost walked away but looked down at the pockets. He had patted them down earlier, t...
Old Red Rag
“Lets go Nat’” Dad shouts before walking out the door. I scream, “I’m coming!” I hear the door shut behind him. Crap. I throw on his old high school swim jacket. It smells like chlorine, has three holes, is a really worn out red color, and a bunch of swim patches from all the meets he’s been too. It’s my favorite jacket. I wear it to swim practice almost everyday. I run out to the car with one flipflop on and the other in my hand. I throw open the door, jump in and exclaim, “Petal to the metal, dad we got to go!” Somehow we manage to make it before 6:15、 The cars still moving when I j...
Familien Weihnacht.
Familien Weihnacht. “There here mum.” Pete shouted from facing the window. “What Pete?” as his mum was looking through the family photo album ready to show Amy. “There here mum” Pete shouted louder. Amy and Yan were the last of the family to arrive for the Christmas holidays travelling from England. Yan had moved to England two years ago to study at university in London, had fallen in love with a Southern red head English girl named Amy. It was going to be Amys first time visiting Germany and to experience a German Christmas. “So good to have everyone, Wilkommen Amy.” Barbara commented as...
Love Languages
When I was a little girl, I was very close to my cousin Elaina. We were only a year off in age, and naturally liked similar twww.onedoor.cchings. We grew up on the same Disney films that all girls do. The ones where the princes save the princesses, and they fall madly in love.As we got older, we started reenacting our own love stories. We would plan elaborate weddings with barbie dolls, dressing them especially for the occasion- but not before concocting the love story that brought them together. When we were old enough to chuck the barbies aside, we moved on to the PG-13 stuff. Chick-flicks, my parents wou...