Milkshakes_Mind governed_Buried_Dear me…
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Milkshakes
“You two are late.” Stan barked as two bright-eyed boys walked into the modest kitchen at the back of the house. “Better late than never grandpa,” Dominic said with a grin. He and his younger brother David, both winded, shoved each other before grabbing chairs surrounding a square table tucked in the corner of the tiny room. They spun them around and hopped up onto the shiny cushions. “What the hell are you jumping around for? Goddamn it! Just sit,” their grandfather demanded.Stan took a deep breath. He moved his attention to the half-gallons of vanilla ice cream and vitamin D milk. Thewww.onedoor.cc reliab...
Mind governed
Mind governed.He grew a colourful shirt, with vivid internal and external memories. His imagination was a kalleidescope of pictures, dreams and desires. Collected insects, fascinated by nature was very social as well. He united his whole infant school to orchistrared games, he was artistic, creative in mind and the external world. Had luck on his side, won every event on sports day, broke the record for a sponsored event, he never had an opposition to his needs.Barely seven years old, his world, little was he aware, was about to start crashing down, but at the same time the same cause would ...
Buried
Goosebumps played across Ansley‘s skin and her breath blew smoky from between her chattering teeth. She couldn’t see her hand in front of her face for the fog that accompanied the nights chill. Her legs strained to drag her feet through the thick bayou mud and muck. Fear shook its way through her, and her knees nearly buckled. Liz was out here somewhere and nothing would deter Ansley from finding her. “Elizabeth!” Her best friends name reverberated off the moonless sky and echoed all around her. There was no response. Ansley stretched her arms out, her hands seeking something substantial to ...
Dear me…
I opened the wood door and closed it again, taking off my shoes and making my way to the stairs. “I’m home”, I pointlessly yelled to the empty house as I proceeded to make my way up the staircase and to my room. I entered the rectangular box and sat at my desk and opened my backpack. I took out my school work and mulled over it for a bit before deciding that this was useless and I had zero motivation to complete any of the assignments, so I, once again, closed my textbooks and computer that I would leave until it was far too late for any reasonable person to be up. I opened my phone to look fo...