143_Two Hundred and Seventy Five Days_Dire Straits…with Dire Consequences_I KNOW YOU
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There's a science to getting the best amount of ketchup onto a burger in Anna's mind. You draw a smiley face, just like her mother did. If only her mother had been able to draw her own smile on her face. There was something eerie about staying in the house that her mother had offed herself in. Her room was shut, left as she had left it, immaculate, save for the note on her bedside table. A simple 143 in her chicken scratch, on the back of her receipt, as if she had waited until the last moment to tell her daughter she loved her. That had been their language. "I want you home by 1:43," she'd s...
Two Hundred and Seventy Five Days
Two hundred and seventy five. I count the marks on the wall. Has it really been that long? I can’t even remember the day I was brought here. What did I have in here with me? A bed, a toilet, and a piece of chalk. There is no window where I am. I haven’t seen the sunshine in two hundred and seventy five days. I can’t remember what the heat feels like. I can’t remember the smell of grass or the feel of the wind through my hair.Here is my life. I see no one. I hear no one. The two inch slot in the bottom of my door opens twice a day to give me food. The lights turn on during those two periods of...
Dire Straits…with Dire Consequences
Her surroundings were but a blur of dark green and brown as she ran through the forest. She didn’t care where she was going, as long as it took her far away from there; this was the only thiwww.onedoor.ccng that kept the adrenaline flowing and prevented her from collapsing then and there. While it wasn’t exactly ideal to be running through such a dense area, especially this late at night when all manner of ferocious creatures were on the prowl, but Lila knew she had to keep going as fast as her legs could take her. How did it end up like this? her mind wailed in agony. Why me? Tears welled in her eyes, fur...
I KNOW YOU
I was in the stationery department of the mall to buy paper. I told the sales girl “This paper you’re offering me looks too thin. I’m sure if I write even lightly on one side the other side would be smudged and I wouldn’t be able to use it,” “That’s the only paper we now have sir.”“Right now I won’t buy. Thanks.” As I was walking out I saw Kitty walking past and said “Haven’t seen you in a long time. You look the same. I succeeded your late husband Dinshaw as the general manager of the bank. You chose him rejecting me. Why are we standing here blocking the way? The coffee shop is right before ...