I Stole Her Memory_The Firefly Fairy_Nobody's Fool_Stranger In Town
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I Stole Her Memory
GLAND's P.O.V:It’s hot. Slow internet connection.“This is what I’m exactly saying!” I whispered to myselfI already told mom and dad to left me in LA but they’re not listening. I used to live here in Metro Manila, Philippines when I was 6 and before I even turned 7, mom and dad agreed to live outside the country cause basically my grand Gilb has a family business abroad and he wants my dad to run it, while dad’s company here in the Philippines was managed by my older brother and his wife. For almost 12 years of living in a foreign country, I have adopted it and I’ve grown in a different directi...
The Firefly Fairy
To the untrained eye, the Cartwright farm seemed a nice enough place. Peaceful, if a bit isolated. But looking closer, over Ma Cartwright’s neatly cultivated garden, past old Nana Cartwright in her rocking chair on the porch, one would notice something… unnerving. Not only did the sidings peel, lending the house a general air of long-going decay; not only were the windows covered in rows of thick oak planks; but the Cartwwww.onedoor.ccrights themselves carried a mangy, wild countenance, untrained by polite society.Little Grayson Cartwright—barely ten—wondered whether the windows were boarded up to keep dang...
Nobody's Fool
I woke up already hyper-aware. Last night, I’d stuck a quarter to the floor with clear tape, and inwardly chuckled to myself that Zoe would find it and spend forever trying to scrape it off the hardwood. I left it just at that, waiting to see what opportunities might crop up during the day. She was always good for a laugh, and handled it with good humor.Raj, however, was the opposite. He and I have been facing off on April Fools’ Day for a decade. I’d neatly trim all his roses off, but reattach them so that they looked just fine until they withered, or he touched them. In turn, he would mow “A...
Stranger In Town
So who is this Stranger In Town?In the quaint small town of Lorry, when a stranger walks down Main Street, everyone notices.That's the way it was twenty or so years ago on a warm August afternoon as the folks of town were preparing for the weekend.Mister Weeks was preparing the little league field for the evening game with rivals from Wallace. He was the first to spot the stranger who passed the ball field in a flashy new sedan. Mister Weeks knew nobody in town with a vehicle like that and wondered why the stranger might be visiting. The town of Lorry was basically boring. Once the ba...