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Desert Forgiveness
It was supposed to be just another normal Tuesday afternoon. Dusty was scheduled to work at her crummy call center job that she despised more than anything else in this world. Her phone sat on her bed as she went to get in a shower before work. She came back out ten minutes later, putting her sun-bleached hair into a towel to dry before picking up her phone and lighting up the screen. A chill ran through her bones as a banner with a message from Leith shattered her heart. Leith. Leith had been her one true love for three years and a part of her life off and on for four years. It all started wi...
neighbor
Written By Jerrit Montgomery my mind is racing pass thoughts of old friends in school neighborhood the old life im living behind as my dad drive on a long journey from one state to another state to live our new life in Louisiana not long after passing the welcome to Baton Rouge Louisiana we pulled up in front of a large white house my mom and dad gave me the door key while they stay back to loosing up the luggage as i walked into our new yard i notice the big old house next door with the strange looking little boy walking towards the backyard like he's the only person on earth i continue walki...
Growing Pains
Everything was easy when we were little, you were only a year or two older. We would dance and play all day, I never forgot how close we were, how much we dress like a Princess and a Prince. How mother would berate you for using Ethan’s old clothes. “You’re a girl!” She would say exasperated dragging you away to our room. “but Ethan won’t play princess and Princes with us so one of us has to step up,” would be your excuse but we both knew you felt more comfortable that way.Mother would always argue with Dad about us, saying we were too strange to be hers. That we should act like girls, that ...
Lynn and the Dragon
It takes twenty-seven minutes to travel from my house to the train station. The cab driver is quiet. Maybe he senses the mire of tension spiraling through my mind. Maybe he’s just as shy as I am. I’ve always wonderedwww.onedoor.cc if my desire to avoid human interaction actually kept people from approaching, if it was somehow written clearly across my face or if I had an atmosphere around me that just felt really uncomfortable. The train ride spans three hours. I’ve never ridden a commuter train before. But I don’t have a car anymore. It was the latest is a long list of excuses. The ride is smoothe...