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  • You're It
  • This is the feminisim we mean.
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  • Silver bracelet

    “Watching the sunset never gets old,” I thought to myself. Its magnificent golden glow mixed in with the reddish sky only added to the marvelous scene.  “Grandpa, how come you're always watching the sunset,” my grandson asked, walking over to where I sat perched in my rocking chair outside. “Well, Joseph,” I said clearing my throat, “There’s a certain type of validity in watching the sunset. When it goes down here, it is rising somewhere else. When it is no longer our light, it becomes the light for someone else. I’ve always found that fascinating.” “Grandpa, you never make any sense,” Joseph ...jg7one door

    You're It

    "You're it."Miriam swore when she saw white words written on the back window of her red Ford Focus as she exited a large white church. Uneasiness washed over her causing her to look about the parking lot during her walk from the south exit. Dead vehicles revealed no clue about who had left the message reminding of a text received the day before. It wasn't exact, yet similar enough to stimulate concern."Are you it?" read the text following a previous text describing offer of opportunity to subscribe to an online program designed to assist the right person in career advancement.Miriam wasn't it....jg7one door

    This is the feminisim we mean.

    I cringe anytime I remember that period in my life. Life hadn't always been this good, I still remember Mbuotidem the onyibo miss road as I sometimes called him because of his seemingly European facial features. He was short, had a slightly bulging tummy, a reddish complexion and the coldest grey eyes I hawww.onedoor.ccd ever seen. I didn't have any friends during that period as I was very quiet and even shy. But today if you were to watch me in the market supplying foodstuffs you would think I was a bossy no nonsense type of woman. Whatever the reason or cause of the shyness was, it seemed to have been los...jg7one door

    The Prison Camp

    'Keep up the pace, my love,' said Tim to his wife, Eva. 'I am trying. The pain is holding me back,' said Eva. Tim looked down to Eva's right thigh, where a bullet went through. The only good thing about that bullet wound was that it stopped bleeding. Tim attended to the bullet wound instantly, and that helped stop the bleeding. But the Diclofenac failed to make its impact.  'I am feeling dizzy,' said Eva holding her hand and running simultaneously.  Tim stopped and looked at her. They were escaping the prison compound. The alien species abducted the couple from the mid-space en route to Mars f...jg7one door

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