Window Epiphany_Sooths From a Library Shelf_Homeless_Poker Night
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Window Epiphany
Sitting by the window side and looking out at The Paradice especially at night has being my only moment of solitude and peace. The Paradice is situated inside the hell of high walls where I stay. I always resonate between these two places. In the day, I am in hell, and at night, I come to my window side to enjoy what it means to be in paradise by gazing at The Paradise. Ten years ago, when I was eight, I was brought from Togo to Nigeria to live with my Madam and her family as a help. Sissy, the woman whose name is associated with exorbitant lifestyle, took me from mother and promise to take m...
Sooths From a Library Shelf
*Note: All the titles and mentioned plots in this story are made up or intended to be used fictitiously. I must have uncanny guessing powers if a matching book and plot mentioned here actually exist in the real world. Though I think that the books I’m describing would be fun to read. WINK WINK*“You’re angry.”The one with long dark hair, Moida, sighed, throwing www.onedoor.cca glare at her companion but not denying the statement.“How can I not be? My parents are forcing this oh so charitable donation for the library so that I have ‘no excuse to keep wasting my life,’ and then I’ll have to go back to flatteri...
Homeless
Our motorbike was stolen last week, one and a half days after we bought it, right out of our locked compound. It was our first mode of transport in this country, and we were super excited. Didn’t even have time to insure it. Should we have done it the same day? Probably. But then you usually think you'll have at least a week.We've had a lot of stuff happen to us in the last five years, also known as The Trial Years. I suppose if you looked into our life from the outside you might say we have some pretty rotten luck. At my first job, for which we had to relocate, we found out that not only was ...
Poker Night
TW: spousal abuse Their dad had all taught them to play poker. When he died, twelve years ago, all six of them agreed to start assembling once a month for poker night. In his honor, as a way to stay connected.Jonathan lived in Eugene, Oregon and Gene lived 20 minutes south in Springfield so Jonathan would pick him up and the two would make the two and half hour trip to Coos Bay together. Jonathan, having a lead foot and zero fear, not only scared the living shit out of Gene but made the trek in well under two hours.“For fuck’s sake, Jon. It’s an Explorer, not a fucking Lamborghini. Would you s...