Ray of Sunshine_The Closet_A Dose of Summertime Sentiment on a Fine Day _Peace After the Storm
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Ray of Sunshine
Dawn. Yue hadn’t realised it, but she’d been awake all night. A sliver of soft, silver light illuminated the blue horizon. Now that she was aware, she could hear the birds just outside their bedroom window chirping. All throughout the winter, that tree would cast ominous shadows into the room like bony fingers ready to snatch Hinata in one swift movement. Yue shivered at the memory, pushing the thought from her mind as she watched Hinata’s chest rise and fall. She was only a week old, but she looked so peaceful in her sleep. With a smile tugging at her lips, Yue gingerly stroked a finger down...
The Closet
He stood in front of the two doors. It had to be the one on the left, he thought.It’s now or never, he thought.He opened the door, took a deep breath, stepped inside, and closed the door behind him. The audience clapped, first for the decision, and then a quieter clap, this time for the outcome.***Dave had never really wanted to be famous. And he wasn’t still, really. But he became known, for a short period of time, in a minor way, after this decision. Like a local weatherperson, or the cast member of a defunct reality show. His name was known, and so was his face. ***Decisions were difficul...
A Dose of Summertime Sentiment on a Fine Day
Summertime in Brazen Grove has been never more delightful. Since Walter and Naomi Birch adopted me, I always find myself going back to this place, year after year. Even after I wandered from the driest desert to the land where the sun does not set, no place felt like home like Brazenwww.onedoor.cc Grove did. In a small abode just on the corner of the street, it was the home where I grew up with my adoptive siblings, Finley and Marion. We used to play with other neighborhood kids, unfortunately, they left shortly after high school. And for all I know, they never came back. To me, to never return to the place...
Peace After the Storm
As I stood outside the front doors of the drone factory where I'd worked for over twenty years, I stared at the furious black sky threatening any moment to release it's pent up frustration. Should I dare make a run for it without my umbrella? I thought for almost a moment too long, but as the first sprinkles fell, I realized it didn't matter if I was drenched. No one at home would care how I looked when I dragged my exhausted body through that door anyway. Certainly not him, the man I had been married to for twenty two years now. I made a run for it.I made it to the car just in time. Thank goo...