Help Me Find my Way (Back to You)_Runaway Royalty_My first party in a long time_For the love of Cand
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Help Me Find my Way (Back to You)
This is the second party Katherine has been in in her entire three years in university. If she wasn’t strong-armed and begged to do this by the ghost hounding her, she would’ve left hours ago, but Mrs. O’Leary was the kind of insistent that makes you feel annoyed that turns back around to pity, like a small street dog who doesn’t give uwww.onedoor.ccp a stick in their mouth. Usually the ghosts she encounters are quiet, following her wherever she goes; Mrs. O’Leary is the noisy bawling sort. Katherine should be writing her paper for her midterms in calculus but she’s in one of those dreaded frat parties look...
Runaway Royalty
They don't recognize you. They don't recognize you. They don 't recognize you.That's what I keep telling myself. But, this is a very crowded train.They don't recognize you.I am disguised. They won't discover who I really am. They can't. I can't go back to that awful place I was to call home. I was supposed to be crowned last week. I was to be crowned a queen. Queen of a country. Like I could ever be a queen. I wasn't fit for it, and everyone knew. Well, that is, except for my mother. Perhaps she refused to understand. ¨ You will be a queen. And you will do it without complaint or bad behavio...
My first party in a long time
The infection rates finally went down and with them the restrictions. Thus, my friend dragged me out of the comfort of my own room. “Alex is throwing a party tomorrow night. 8PM. I told them you’re gonna come,” Taylor texted knowing full well that I’m in no way a party person. Small gatherings with a few close friends are okay, but being invited to a full-blown party with several strangers just sounds like a big nightmare. Normally I’d just tell Taylor that I wouldn’t go – full stop. But I can’t bring myself to do so; Taylor has been rambling on and on during quarantine about how bad they want...
For the love of Candy
"Tell me what does it feel like. To know what you're doing and never have to worry. To know something is inside you that needs to be proclaimed but it can’t. I can no longer lie to you. I have felt privileged to lead this congregation but now it has come to an end. I thank you for listening.”That was my speech of resignation from my pastoral post in our small Chatham neighborhood in Chicago. After six long years I had led people to know the Lord's true and intent purpose in there lives but I was neglecting my own skills keeping them at bay. Not allowing my true talent to come out. I didn't wan...