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Fearless
I’ve faced death in my life.The first time I remember, was the day my maternal grandmother died.She was 47, and I was 7、 Months. Inutreo.You might say, “Well, that is sad but hardly a big deal. After all, you weren’t yet born. It really isn’t possible that you could remember her.”“Ha!”, is my reply.Here is my memory of that day.It is May the 29th, 1949、 I’m peacefully contemplating my day. The routine has been reassuring and quite gentle. My mother is humming to herself, getting ready to go out to her beloved garden. Someone knocks at the door as they gently let themselves into the house.It i...
Boyhood: Danger, Sugar, Baseball & Kindness
Tommy has a vivid imagination. Around the age of three, like most children, he began to explore the world of pretend. He liked to race cardboard boxes down the hallway, which in his mind bared the likes of Motor Speedway alongside Lightning McQueen. Jumping out of window sills and off coffee tables he was parachuting off of buildings to come to the rescue in Adventure Bay with the Paw Patrol. With each passing year this imaginative child withdrew a little more from socializing with other children as the world of pretending only got bigger and more in depth for Tommy. As he approached his 10th ...
The Cottage
The Cottage by KarLynn Erickson This is adapted and updated from a previous submission. Christine strolled to the screen door and paused before opening it. The slight squeaking sound made the edges of her mouth curl upward into a slight smile. She carried her sad mood with her all the way from the city, but the more time she spent at the cottage the better she felt. A single tear escaped her watery eyes as she looked up. The evergreen grove stood tall at attention in perfect rows like soldiers ready to march. Bursts of golden leaves weaved in between the rows as the Aspens began their fall c...
Falling for you? Little by little, day by day
Chapter 1: Sammy DannonFor Sammy Dannon being a counselor, being someone with the power to bring forth a sense of security and relief, wasn’t just a corny childhood dream of his, no. In fact, it was something Sammy swore to actively pursue. Not only to become a counselor, but to stop thinking of himself in the third person. In a huff, he made another paper ball, and proceeded to aim and fail to score into the trash can. He realized, he was failing atwww.onedoor.cc achieving his dream, and was starting to wonder what he should actually do next. Being a barista, was amazing, but it couldn’t compare. He had ...