Making Tracks_dust bunnies_Sometimes Friendship Fails_The Time Capsule
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Making Tracks
The trees are so densely packed in this pocket of the woods I’ve found myself in, you’d think there’d been an astronomical event. I stand in the unseasonable cool, clutching the box containing what was left of Marty and wondering whether to go forwards or backwards. I lost signal about three quarters of an hour ago. At least I still knew the time, even if it was little comfort how late it was getting. A group of pigeons erupted in flight, causing me to nearly drop my precious cargo. Not that anything would’ve escaped. Marty had been very good at getting out of tight spaces, but he didn’t recko...
dust bunnies
When I was little, Mum said I had itchy bones. In packed restaurants or sweaty roller-coaster lines, I shifted my weight until my heels throbbed. I picked at my nails on my way to the dentist -- tore up my bottom lip waiting to graduate. She would smooth my hair down and hum until the itch made way for static. Nestled in a corner of the Royal Infirmary, waiting room four, I clench my eyes shut until paint-like blotches splat against my eyelids. I can’t emulate her hands. She’s in a backless gown, tubes sprouting from her like weeds from soil.The clock above the door has been stuck for six days...
Sometimes Friendship Fails
“Arthi! there is a post, go get it” Arthi's mom screamed from the kitchen. “Ok mom!” Arthi replied. The postman ask her to sign in the paper. After doing it she took the post and came inside the house. She noticed that the post was from her school. She opened the post, it was an invitation. she read the content in the invitation and there was a smile in her face. At last her wish of meeting her true friends is about to happen she squealed with happiness and sat on the sofa. It was reunion. She was very eager to meet Kiran and Lakshmi who helped her when she was in depression. She took her phon...
The Time Capsule
I've just turned seventeen today. I'm putting everything from my youth into a time capsule. It will help me remember the good, the bad, and the ugly. Thomas, my current boyfriend, is leaving for college. He will be going to Henrenson, in Louisville, and I'm going to stay here in California. My heart aches already. We'd both vowed that our love would last forever, but, alas, it had not. I put his photo in the capsule so that I can remember him for many years to come. Then I put my half-heart necklace in there. Jennifer and I had each worn one ever since we were in sixth grade together. I was fe...