Until She Came: Who Killed Samantha Grey_Annie's Peace_Papa_The Bookstore Chair
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Until She Came: Who Killed Samantha Grey
Write about someone who wants to stay home alone, only for their plans to be disrupted. “‘Lightning crashed down onto the grey cast city of Norfolk. Thunder shrieked at the sight of the clouds that hung low with anger. They seemed to be filled with hatred as rocks fell from the heavens and water washed over the civilians who scrambled to cover themselves from the Gods’ wrath. Through the winding streets and across the ocean to High Park, yelling and the shattering of glass was heard in a large mansion that overlooked the Layfayette River. The yelling was by a man who seemed to be in more distr...
Annie's Peace
As Annie walked up to the large Erie doorway that stood before her, she did her best to keep her chin up like her mother, a beautiful woman named Leah had always told her to do. Somehow Annie knew this place. Maybe in some other life or some other time, it could have even been her home. A year ago, in situations like these, she would have been frightened and unhappy. But while the latter was still true, the former she was anything but. During the past 12 months of 11-year-old Annie's life, she had been moved from one foster home to the next. And though she never had time to begin to feel at ho...
Papa
“Papa,” whispered Tilly. “Papa, I want us to sit near the frontwww.onedoor.cc so we can see everything that's happening. Can we do that, Papa? Can we do that?” Tilly’s shiny new shoes squeaked on the stone floor, sending echoes up to the rafters. It felt like everyone was looking. Instinctively, she reached up and held on tightly to Papa’s hand, hiding her face in his trousers. Giving her hand three gentle squeezes, Papa made his way to the front of the church. Tilly smiled. "I love you too, Papa." “Tilly, we are V.I.P Guests. I’ve had them reserve a special place just for us. So we can see everything. Here...
The Bookstore Chair
Devin blinked his eyes. She had just been there, sitting crossed-legged in the oversized red chair, singing Moon River in a high falsetto…and now she wasn’t.Or rather, Devin had watched her disintegrate into iridescent sparkles. She had gone from corporeal to disappeared, Devin knew that because only moments before she had vanished, they had been kissing. Admittedly, it had been a weird week.On Monday Devin had begun his new job at the bookstore. It was a small town, quiet bookstore, with a solid cast of regulars. Sarah who loved queer romances with happy endings, and was always doing Instagra...