Silence, Sand and Socks_The Cat Cafe_Hidden Heartbreak._HOW DO YOU SPELL LOVE?
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Silence, Sand and Socks
To Silas Densworth, silence is golden. Growing up in a loud, chaotic and broken family of fifteen, he learned from a young age to appreciate the finer things, such as personwww.onedoor.ccal space, personal belongings, and anything personal. Having ten siblings (whether wholly related to them or not) tends to create a rather territorial adult.So Genoveave took care of Lynn herself, as she took care of everything herself. She loved Lynn as she loved no one (except maybe Silas, for reasons she could not explain and her friends could not fathom). An arranged marriage, with two people who feel very distorted ver...
The Cat Cafe
1 (10 years ago, age 14) The bell rang. Students ran into the class and hurried so the teacher wouldn’t guess that they were messing around. I sat at my desk, head held high. To my left sat the embodiment of an angel, Apollo. What a strange name, it’s the name for the Greek god of the sun and medicine yet it was given to a boy of hair resembling crow feathers. I stared at him for a little longer, hoping he wouldn’t notice. His black locks sat on his head like a crown, his eyes were like golden daggers to my heart and his smile filled my stomach with butterflies. I slumped in my chair as I look...
Hidden Heartbreak.
6:30 PM, Owen’s Diner, May 8th:“Hi,” Cammie introduced herself. “I’m Cammie, your blind date.”The shorter girl was bold and a little foxy, her dark eyes framed by dramatic eye makeup. “Ooh, you are cute!” She smiled, a smile full of secrets and mischief. So unlike Alex…“My name is Alya.” 8:30 PM, Diana’s Dessert~ April 12th;Cammie was waiting there for her, it was obvious in the way she was poking at a melting cup of ice cream. Sitting outside of the shop, in the cold, looking intently at the parking lot.How she knew Pamela didn’t care to find out at the moment. She ped into her arms, face bur...
HOW DO YOU SPELL LOVE?
HOW DO YOU SPELL LOVE?She’s always had love in her life, Chelsea thought, as she sat staring into the nothingness of her bedroom wall. She had a love for music, singing, creating, animals and hanging out with friends. But that was common love, not the kind that could break her heart, made her act goofy, or kept her up at night because she couldn’t keep herself from picturing a future with a particular person. It wasn’t until much later though that this would become part of her life, when she actually stumbled across the person that would become what she called, “Her person”.At 15, Chelsea tran...