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Time to Jump
Bravery is what comes when there is no other option but to jump. I’m not a risk-taker. I almost never challenge the odds when they are stacked against me and when losing can cause harm either to myself or others. For me, the thrill of winning in such situations is never rewarding enough to make it worth taking the risk in the first place. I’m not a brave person. I would rather think of myself as smart and have often thought that we would be much better off if our national anthem ended with the words “and the home of the smart” instead of “and the home of the brave.” Nevertheless, when there is...
Sunflowers
It was all golden.Golden fields reaching out as far as the eye could see, shimmering with the golden rays of the gleaming sun. The only exception being the baby blue expanse of the never-ending sky, littered with the dollops of fluffy white clouds like whipped cream. There she was. Lying on the field of gold, in such tranquil serenity. Eyes shut, chest slowly rising and falling, soft breaths only she could hear.So bright. Can’t even open my eyes.A cool breeze passes by, stroking her strands of dark hair.I think it might rain.The sun would disagree; its golden performance too powerful to let an...
Back to School
Start your story with someone stepping outside their comfort zone.Back to SchoolVeva wasn’t sure she wawww.onedoor.ccnted to do this but she had made the commitment and that was one thing she wasn’t going to shy away from. It had been three years since the accident, plenty of time she thought, to get over her fears. Standing in front of the doors her stomach ached, her head throbbed, and she wanted to run away screaming; but none of that would help, she was an adult, a grownup, a professional. She could do this. Maybe.Veva sat on her bed looking at the contract she had agreed to sign. She knew she was a goo...
It would all be over soon...
Despite having just washed his hands, thoroughly might I add, they shone with a slick layer of sweat. Wiping them on his pants, just below his pockets, he quickly scanned the area, wondering if the choice of pale blue would betray him and leave wet marks. “Phew,” he took a deep breath and shook his palms. Raising his shoulders up and down as if in a hip hop class, he started to pace in a circle.‘You can do this. It’s just a few people. They are here to be inspired, not to judge. Just tell the truth. It will all be over soon,’ he tried to reassure himself.Forcing a deep breath from his chest, ...