'Breaking News'_Who Gets Less Hurt?_1139_The Magic Window
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'Breaking News'
Sheena glanced at the clock for the sixth time in fifteen minutes.'Where was Anil?', she wondered. She knew, if she didn't leave the house soon she would be late for her late-night news telecast.It was already 9、30 pm and he had promised to be home by 9 pm. He had to attend an official meeting wwww.onedoor.cchich would be over by 8 pm and it would take him roughly an hour to reach home from the highway.She tried to put the baby to sleep but it seemed, he too wasn't in the mood to listen to her.She tried Anil's cell number but it was switched off, maybe he was still in the meeting. She could wait for another...
Who Gets Less Hurt?
“Are you coming tonight?”Makeup was on the bathroom cabinet and mirror. Smudged on the floor tile. She must’ve stepped in something.“No, sorry.”This wasn’t the first time. “Why?”“Homework,” Sasha replied simply.She frowned. “What, English?”“Mm.”The floorboards creaked slightly in the doorframe. Lindsay leaned out to meet her eyes. “What’s going on?”Sasha shrugged. She was sitting on the couch. “Does there have to be something?”Lindsay walked down the hall to find her shoes. The fluffy blue carpet pilled under her bare feet. Her lavender nails glittered. “No.”“Then there’s nothing.”Lindsay pee...
1139
"Hey Baby? Can you check the time?" Steve yelled down the steps. He felt like he was running behind and anxiety was starting to build. I was feeling like he had to rush. A sweet mellow voice announced from the living room downstairs, "It's 11:39、 You have 20 minutes."Steve chuckled to himself. 1139、 There it is again. That number keeps popping up. Whenever he would see 1139 it brought back fond memories of his childhood. As a child, Steve's family grew up in the middle-class neighborhood of Lower Leeds, PA. An area stuffed with identical row homes lined up like crayons in a box. Each house was...
The Magic Window
His friends tried to include him as best they could, but this only made him feel more depressed, because they were the ones making the effort to drag this morbid, succories husk out of his own little world, when it was him who should be making the effort. Why should they have to put up with him, me, he thought, and though they would eventually give up the ghost, leaving him content that they no longer felt him burdening them, he would arrive home to contemplate with disdain the way in which he felt left out, out of touch, disconnected, misunderstood.Humor used to be a good defensive mechanism,...