The Imaginary Friend_Pretend_A Night In_The Willow Tree Kiss
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The Imaginary Friend
The girl clutched onto the boy's hand, not caring how strange it appeared to others.It was weird that she was holding air. But it's even weirder when someone finds out that 'air' is really not actual air, but instead a charming boy from the 1940's.The girl gripped onto the boy's hand tighter as she trudged the grimy streets of New York City. She smoothed out her pleated skirt."Do I look okay?"The boy smiled, a small smile that only revealed few of his teeth. But still, charming.You look lovely. He spoke only three words, but that was enough to make a new hope ignite in the girl.She beamed.He h...
Pretend
Dear journal, So, this was not my idea - to write in a journal I mean. I’m prone to panic attacks and the doctors told me to give this a try, so here I am. School is great, but I don’t feel like I belong there. Everyone is outgoing, wanting to have fun, not scared of anything. Why can’t I be more like that? I’m the only shy one in the whole school, but no one knows and I would like to keep it that way. I did make friends, though, but just like everyone else they don’t know the true me. I fear they would reject me if they knew. Chase Chase laid down his pen when he finished writing his first jo...
A Night In
A Night In As Sandy pulled on her oversized tee shirt and shorts, she thought about the night ahead. She was finally going to curl up and watch a movie alonwww.onedoor.cce. She knew that most were enjoying the freedom of having the hurricane blow over. Restaurants and bars were reopening and everyone was eager to get out with other people. As an ER nurse she’d been working double shifts for months. She loved her job because she got to help people, but the pandemic had made her appreciate taking time for herself even more. As friendly and warm as she was most thought she wanted nothing more than to be out in...
The Willow Tree Kiss
Hi, I’m Anna Daniels and my childhood was all sunshine and rainbows. With my best friend, Jonathan Tylers. Jonathan was kind, sweet, smart, prudent, and quiet. We’ve known each other since kindergarten and we’ve always played outside together. He was my only best friend. The one that understood my personality. The one that understood my toughness. The one that understood me overall. Being 26 and being married is great and all, but I think that my story needs a better conclusion, I miss Jonathan. I haven’t heard from him since he moved away before fifth grade started. Before middle school start...