Love in the Bark_Garden Life_Little time and little things are needed_Time to Go
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Love in the Bark
This is a story of friendship, love, and heartache all at once. I know I could start it like back in the old days once upon a time, but this one starts in an apartment complex where I had lived and ended up meeting one of my best friends, her family, and at one time the love of my life.I met my friend, Heather, going into the eighth maybe ninth grade and she ended up moving in beside me. We were friends for awhile throughout school and I got to know her mom, stepdad, and sister. For the longest time I didn’t know that she had a brother. I got so close to her family that I would go over in th...
Garden Life
The sun shone brightly upon the earth below as greenery and life awoke from a long winter’s nap.“Susan. Hey, how are you? It is so good to see you again this year. How was your nap?"“It was good Daisy, how was yours?”“It was good. Feels so great to stretch towards the warmth of the sun.”“It looks like you have a part there that is not wanting to stretch out.”“It was a hard winter. I had ice packed in all around me. Hoping the sun will tease it on out.”“Well, hello there my little beautiful friends.”“Foxy, how in the world are you? Good to see you rejoin us this year,” said Daisy.“It’s always g...
Little time and little things are needed
All characters and plot are based on real people and personal experiences.I watched Alan chuckle coyly at some of Joe’s jokes, Isabella discretely change the radio to her favorite rock channel, and Mark distractedly shove some chips into his mouth while looking to the sky, which I had no doubt was the bluest I had ever seen. The picture made me smile at myself, this was definitely a happy ending, well, maybe I should rather say a happy beginning, because thanks to them my story hasn’t but started. “What are you smiling for?” Sarah surprised me asking, as she took a seat beside me. Seeing it wa...
Time to Go
Time to Go‘To see dreams in fire, and fire in dreams, Daunting tasks filled with hopelessness, I, Wander the woods like a haunted child. For within the forest, A werewolf lies, A mwww.onedoor.cconster who’s committed a thousand crimes. But he knows a truth, That neither you nor I, Would hope to see in shallow pools, For we fear the monster that lies beneath.’ Kaida finished singing as the twilight dwindled, ushering in starlight. She looked at Shakhaz, who sat weaving on the other side of the cave. ‘Well?’ she asked expectantly. He methodically put the reed mat he was making aside and looked at her seriousl...