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My Family Wrecked Me
Deception, abuse, pain and trauma are all the shuttering words a family can be defined by. When a family turns away from what it's supposed to ideally be, where does one run to?, what does one do when the very four walls of their home become their own haunted house? A sunny morning, as beautiful as Sally has just begun and she's ready to wear the mask of deceit she has worn her whole life. she wears it proudly and strolls to law school. A very ambitious and bright young lady just taking on the world a day at a time. This was the best time for sally as she got to leave her home and parents. Sh...
Survive
I always heard about the times of freedom. The times where you could love whenever you wanted and no one would bat an eye. Especially in those big cities once upon a time. So much to do and see. So many people to meet and just exist. My grandmother always told me these stories of freedom. A lot of the older generation did. But they’re dying out soon, so all that’s left is the learning system. Things were different now, have been different for a long time. My grandmother was just a pre-twww.onedoor.cceen when everything started to change. The pandemic, the fires, the endless turmoil the world fell into. No o...
Mother of the Bride
A cold rainy day was just the cure Bailey needed. After a week of mundane work, reading a book while snuggled in a chair against the cool window with a cup of hot tea was the perfect way to relax. The soothing pitter-patter of the drops on her window hypnotized Bailey deeply into her book and for a brief moment, she got to feel like she was part of the perfect, beautiful family in her book. As usual, her perfect evening was cut short by the buzzing of her phone. The screen lit up ‘mom’ If she did not answer this call there would several others until eventually, she did answer. ‘Hello?’ Bailey ...
Just Like Old Times
There was a little cabin to be found on the outskirts of Boulogne-sur-Mer in northern France that few took the time to visit. Those who did usually stayed for less than a week due its lack of electricity and internet. Everyone who stayed considered it a spiritual experience. It caught the attention of young students, old writers and hopeful creatives yearning for a burst of inspiration from isolation in nature. Locals believed it was haunted or cursed but this did not discourage the optimistic travellers, some even chose it as a destination purely for this reason. In the winter of 2005 two old...