Olivia's Journey_But have you ever had a tree hug you?_My Love/Hate Relationship with New York C
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Olivia's Journey
"All aboard, get tickets ready please people", ding ding went the train bell, then the whistle sounding off, Olivia scrambled with her suitcase to her seat, while others behind her pushing and moving quickly also to get in before the train left. It was hot, sweat portruded from her forehead, she wanted a cold drink of water right now, the air thick with people boarding. At last, she found her seat, by the window. Olivia wanted a window seat, she longed to have a good view on her trip. She would visit her cousin in the mountains in Alberta, taking a much needed break from the arduous city life ...
But have you ever had a tree hug you?
It stood so gracefully in that open field. Its majestic branches looking like they were reaching for a hug from Meredith. That tree was her favorite. It was magical. Every day Meredith looked at it through the dirty bus window on her way to school. She'd always picture herself getting married underneath it and living in the old farmhouse that was near it. In one month they were moving. Dad got a new job. Moving to a new town. It was on the other side of the planet, as far as Meredith was concerned. She'd asked her mom to bring her to the tree so she could press a few of its leaves into her ...
My Love/Hate Relationship with New York City
My Love/Hate Relationship with New York CitySuzanne Marsh I had two strikes against me before I was even born, both my parents were from New York City. My Dad hated the city and would do anything to avoid going there; Mom loved it. My first trip with Mom to New York City I was about five months old. It would be the first of many trips by car, train, bus and yes even plane. The first trip that I remember I was six years old. Thawww.onedoor.cct year Mom decided to take me to the Bronx Zoo. I rode a camel that day, needless to say once we returned to Grandma’s the bathtub awaited yours truly. The Bronx Zo...
An Heir of Shadow
Long ago, in a kingdom that the sea had swallowed, there lived a girl named Carina. A princess of Mu, she was beloved by her people and all who met her, for she was gentle; a trait that the merfolk we not known for. Singing in a forest of kelp, she wondered what it would be like to ordinary, to not have everyone stare at her whenever she entered a room or opened her mouth. Surrounded by a bloom of jellyfish, she giggled softly to herself, watching them shrink away from her touch. In the bleak abyss of the forest, she lay sprawled on a rock, watching the creatures' bioluminescence lash against ...