Autumn's Wish_The Year After_Different outcome to what you thought._To the Manor Come
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Autumn's Wish
It is not like I’d always wanted to break the rules of the universe. It’s just my job to grant wishes. But I tell you, I don’t just grant every wish. I also choose, alright. And it’s not easy. No, it’s never easy. I get various kinds of wishes from money to the moon and thought I wouldn’t be surprised anymore. But yesterday’s wish came as odd yet very interesting. Aki sits two tables away from me. Her hair is in a messy bun, jet-black as she wished. Her hooded eyes hide under thick eyelashes, towered by evenly thick eyebrows. She plays with the gray cashmere scarf on her neck and pulls it up...
The Year After
By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. Scarlet, orange, and gold hues glowed with twww.onedoor.cche sun’s rays, located in small piles scattered all over the old mossy sidewalk. The deep blue sky hosted a few swatches of wispy, stretched clouds, weak attempts of masking the secrets of the void beyond. A fresh, crisp autumn breeze whispered through the air, my first taste of non-stale air in three years. Strands of my dark, tangled hair floated against the sides of my face, brushing lightly against my cheek until I pulled the strays back behind my ears. I stood there, gaping at all the colo...
Different outcome to what you thought.
Well they finally did it and I am now on my way to an all-girls military boarding school in Westchester, England, I stick my face to the window and blow on it just thinking of how I ended up heading to a freaking boarding school. I rolled my eyes remembering my parents and I’s conversation where they proceeded to tell me, “Well Kendra we are sending you to an all-girls military boarding school in Westchester since your attitude and behavior have been unacceptable. We cannot see you getting any discipline from us and that you need a more direct approach to your attitude.” I sighed and looked at...
To the Manor Come
“The sun at home warms better than the sun elsewhere” – Albanian proverb.Janie’s friends used to beg her to let them stay for the weekend in her “haunted” house in Oak Tree, CT. At least, that’s what everyone said it was. To Janie there was nothing strange or unusual. Yes, there were odd noises and such, but all old houses had them; and she lived in an incredibly old one - it was built in the 1800’s. There had been some “modern” additions, but the house still looked as though it came out of the pages of a historical journal. Perhaps it had. A nickel “tour” of the house took hours. Janie’s gran...