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Sandra and her....pet
I have this best friend. Her name is Sandra Hankins. She is weird to say the least but I think she's the coolest person I know. We've been friends for about our whole high school life and she has this pet. Let's start at the beginning. Sandra and I met in Mr. Laurence's science class freshmen year of high school. We were lab partners and I had just transferred from a few towns over. I didn't talk to anyone because I was shy and new to this school. Sandra is kind of popular. She sat with the cheerleaders and talked to the football players but she didn't play any sports. She is just that kind of...
Summer snow
Today is the first day of summer camp. I didn't want to go to summer camp so I tried my best to look sick but my mom knows when I am faking since I do that every first day of summer camp. Of course, I have a reason why I hated the camp so much. I hate it because of the big kids who were forced to come to camp and bully us the small ones at camp, Clara in particular. Clara will do anything to make me fool in front of everyone just for spilling smothie in her dress by accident."Fiona, Get down here and eat your breakfast. The bus will be here soon." yelled my mom from downstairs.I got dressed an...
Pajama Party with the Cardinals
Pajama Party with the Cardinals. Such a beautiful morning. Sipping a Nespresso Latté and looking out the french doors. My eyes gazing as the white flakes hit the flowing creek. Oh mercy was it ever a beautiful snow. The camera is practically trembling in it’s case with anxiety to photograph the red and white scenery. Cardinals. Snow. Magic. Angels. The snow fell in heaps. It thumped on www.onedoor.ccthe roof tops it was so heavy and meant to be. Some much needed time with God’s snow covered Christmas trees this morning to reflect on everything to take ahead to 2021 and leave behind from 2020. Sure, it’s be...
The Forgetting Year
Janelle sat in her car, keys in hand the small beads of sweat that began to slowly roll down her brow brought her out of her daze. She shook the thoughts from her head and wiped her brow. How long had she been sitting here? Surely in this early spring heatwave, it wouldn’t take long for her car to heat up she thought as she stepped out into the even hotter parking lot. The sun reflected off of the blacktop momentarily blinding Janelle who had once again forgotten her sunglasses. The Santa Anna winds making the heat more unbearable. She quickened her pace slightly toward Target....