Looking for Mr. Right on a Dating Site_The Wooden Horse_Water in the Fire_Why The Suffering?
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Looking for Mr. Right on a Dating Site
It was summer 2007、 I'd recently graduated high-school and was freshly single. My long-distance boyfriend of two years dumped me shortly after prom; He said it was because he'd had a change of heart about moving to Georgia from New Jersey, but to this day, I believe we broke up because I didn't give it up prom night.Needless to say, I was oblivious as to where to go www.onedoor.ccto meet guys at 18、 Dating, in general, was foreign so I decided to try online dating. What harm could it actually do, right? After getting an encouraging pep talk from my best-friend Jessica, I signed up for a free site. I set up ...
The Wooden Horse
Margreta wrapped the fragile wooden figurine in crepe paper the color of the eggshells she used to collect for market back home in Nuremberg. The crinkled paper was even speckled—the spots dark as coffee grounds against their nutmeg background—and she grazed the tissue-thin paper at the memory, a smile pulling at her lips.The smile faded, however, as memories flooded back to her from that time—not all good.At ninety-two years old, there were many who said she’d lost hold of her once strong faculties. During her recovery after glaucoma surgery the year before, she’d apparently berated her grown...
Water in the Fire
The only illumination in these woods were the star lights, moonlight, and the dwindling campfire centered in a small clearance within the woods. Around the campfire were a group of five young adults enjoying the getaway from the hustle and bustle of urban college life. The only sign that any civilization ever touched this section of the woods was the access road that enabled the group’s truck and towed trailer to reach this spot. The only noises were the bugs chirping, the piles of empty beer bottles growing and clinking as the bottles hit each other, and the young adults puncturing th...
Why The Suffering?
It was a sunny and beautiful weekend morning. The kind of weather that suits this kind of lovely towns where things and traditions remain the same. Everything in the right place!The house’s walls were salmon-colored and decorated exquisitely. The front garden plants were selected carefully to always paint the home’s atmosphere with endless colors. You were also able to see the backyard fruit flowering trees from the 4 points of the compass, what a view! All neighbors envied how the garden was built, perfectly balanced.Outside, some kids were playing hide and seek, some others were riding thei...