Patchwork Squares_A new car_Self-defeating Prophecy_Hitchhiking can be scary
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Patchwork Squares
Settling into my seat in the craft room, I make a green patch first. It’s taken from an old cushion that I don’t need anymore. Green like my eyes that people used to tell me were identical to my mother's. As I stitch, my mind drifts 18 years back in time to when she first taught me to sew.“Like this darling, see?” my mother, Lily, asked, and I watched closely as she showed me how to stitch patchwork squares, my eyes lit up with eagerness. I was six years old and she was teaching me how to tailor patchwork quilts. She adored making them to use around the house, to give as gifts, and even someti...
A new car
Ricky walked up and down the rows of cars. Today is the day he thought to himself I'm going to do it. I'm finally going to buy a new car. His old car had two hundred and fifty thousand miles. It was given to him as a graduation present so he could get back and forth to college. That was five years, and one hundred and sixty thousand miles ago. That poor car was on it's last leg.He had not been there for more than two minutes when a salesman swooped down on him." The name is Sam, and selling cars is my game. How are you doing today?" Sam said as he pushed out his hand.Out of reflex, Ricky put...
Self-defeating Prophecy
'We have plenty of time' is one of those phrases that really should not be uttered. For in the uttering it becomes a self-defeating prophecy. In this case, young Daniel spoke the thought out as his mother banged on his bedroom door for the third time that morning. "We will have plewww.onedoor.ccnty of time, if we are on the road in the next five minutes, young man." Sheila sighed. "It's not like you didn't know this was happening. Now come on! Even your dad is ready before you!" "Alright, alright. Keep your hair on Mum. I'll be down in a sec." They exchanged a glower as she backed out, pulling the door shu...
Hitchhiking can be scary
All she could hear was the hoot of an owl eerily sounding in the distance. Her breath was like small puffs of smoke as she breathed heavily in the cold night air. Even in the car it was freezing. The moon was a sliver tonight and almost completely hidden by dark clouds - not allowing her to see anything as she peered out of the window – just black silhouettes, different shapes and sizes. The car was stopped and parked on the side of the road, her phone was almost dead but there wasn’t a signal anyway. And she felt scared. Marie had been sitting in her car for over half an hour, the silence and...