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Thirty Nine Floors Down
For one glorious month, the world looked better to me from the side that the other half lived. A fantasy of many and a dream of some, the five-star bed in the four-star hotel was a world away from the harsh reality of the cold, unfriendly, and sometimes tragic streets of the Big Apple – New York City. I wasn’t the typical downtrodwww.onedoor.ccden homeless denizen of Hell’s Kitchen. My parents raised me in a strict Baptist environment where change is often hard to accept. Whatever I wanted to do, was secondary to my father’s idea of what I should be doing. Holding my education hostage by withholding my col...
Spoiled Meats
Warning: Contains strong language.“Hey, Lauren called off. You’re working a double.” A statement, not a question. I turn my face toward Tacky Tie Guy, also known as the deli and produce manager, to say something, but before I can lift my eyes, I see the heel of a creased pleather shoe stepping around the corner. I smile, close-lipped, and turn back to slicing deli ham, on sale, for $4、99 a pound. Well, at least that’s more money to put in my savings. Ten hours later, I limp through the automatic double doors of the grocery store, stiff-legged from standing for so long, and shuffle to my car, h...
I Don't Want to Grow Up
Friday, March 25, 2022 9:30 p.m.Dear Diary,What's wrong with me? Is it weird that I really like where I'm at and what I'm doing with my life? All my friends do is talk about getting out of this "podunk" town and how there's nothing to do. So they dream about next week, next summer, five years down the road...and they miss the NOW.In the school cafeteria, it's a constant litany of when they get a car, then they can go places and do things. When they graduate from High School, then they can get a job and start making money. When they go to college, they can party and meet girls and do whatever t...
Code Blue
Anne never lost a patient. She was called the miracle worker by both coworkers and the patients' loved ones. She worked as a trauma surgeon for Grace Memorial Hospital, ever since her residency, twelve years ago, and she loved her career."Multiple trauma victims. ETA six minutes." a nurse said, hanging up the emergency room phone."Cause of the traumas?" Anne asked, slipping on a pair of gloves."High school bombing."Anne froze. Her son attended high school, but it was too late to find out which school. She'd know soon enough. "Here they come." Anne said, rushing to the ambulance entrance."...