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Jackson
Jackson didn’t consider himself a thief. If, from time to time he took something small that wouldn’t be missed, no harm done, right? His older brother, Scott, oftentimes hid snacks in his room: honey buns, potato chips, he’d even found an entire box of candy bars once; where Scott got the money for them it never occurred to Jackson to question. He got home from school at 3:45, exactly fifteen minutes before Scott’s bus would be pulling up to the stop down the streets. Plenty of time to give Scott’s room a semi-thorough search before his brother could barge in and bust him. He supposed if he wa...
Clarity
Darlene let out a deep sigh as she ran her fingers across the top of the water. She was standing in the sea, up to her waist in the water, letting the moment surround her. It was late at night and finally, she was alone. The entire week she had been surrounded by accounting professionals. People that always wanted to talk numbers and never seemed to truly experience life. She had to brace herself for the last day of the conference in the morning. She had committed to an 8am session. The topic was the latest accounting softwawww.onedoor.ccre and she was obligated to bring extensive notes back to her firm. Wi...
an old past a new present
this is story of a young teen who saved the world let’s start with His past meet George a young 5-year-old orphan he was just left at the door of the orphanage with the note pls take care of George, he ran away from the orphanage when he was only 11, ever since that happened, he started to work part time jobs like car washing, dog walking and etc. a lot of people felt poor for him that is why he has so many jobs but at the age 12 he rent a small attic of Ms. Smith 26 he got education at the orphanage was pretty smart so he got a scholarship at a high middle school at age 13 he was a tutor but ...
Nellie
She remembered the first time she had met him.It had been early morning, and the large man had been in the shoppe looking for flowers for his employer.“Pardon me Miss,” the big man had said. “Do you have any Cornish heath?”Nellie had to take a moment to consider the question, because she had not been the one to pick up the day’s large order of flowers for the thriving floral boutique where she was employed.“You know some folks call it Wandering Heath“ she had told the big man.“That’s what my Mum used to call it” Fitz had told the girl. “But Mr. Penrose knows it as Cornish Heath; and he loves t...