Thirty Nine Floors Down_A New Introduction_Polar Bear_Attic Us Finch
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Thirty Nine Floors Down
For one glorious month, the world looked better to me from the side that the other half lived. A fantasy of many and a dream of some, the five-star bed in the four-star hotel was a world away from the harsh reality of the cold, unfriendly, and sometimes tragic streets of the Big Apple – New York City. I wasn’t the typical downtrodden homeless denizen of Hell’s Kitchen. My parents raised me in a strict Baptist environment where change is often hard to accept. Whatever I wanted to do, was secondary to my father’s idea of what I should be doing. Holding my education hostage by withholding my col...
A New Introduction
A New Introduction Two weeks had passed since their breakup, no text messages, no cellphone calls, no surprise home visits. Mindy had stopped by the Lakeview apartment they shared to pick up some paper work for the office. She walked in expecting to be alone since Jared had left at 7:00 a.m. as he usually did to go to work at a Sports Supply Store. Instead, she followed a trail of clothing: a dress shirt, a tie, a bra, a pair of lace panties leading to the bedroom. Giggling and singing met her ears to the lyrics of “Get Down On It" a 1980’s song by the rock group, “ Kool and the Gang “ p...
Polar Bear
Trigger warning: rapeBruno was beginning to think it was time to leave Quiverton. Quiverton had been founded a century and half ago in a secluded valley by an eccentric religious sect of extreme pacifists. They did not simply believe in nonviolence and passive resistance to evil. They actively retreated from any conflict whatsoever. As time went on the religious aspect of the community lessened but it was still a place where people came to live if they wanted complete peace and quiet. When Bruno stumbled on the place in his wanderings he found it fuwww.onedoor.ccll of the most pathetic, abject cow...
Attic Us Finch
In June 1998 my father, Abel Finch, started living in the attic of our home. I had just turned sixteen so whether this was a response to my coming of age or merely a retraction from society was not clear. It was difficult not to take this personally however at such a formative age in my life. He only set foot outside that attic once more which was during the hot summer of 1999、In the early days of his lofty occupation my mother, a sensible woman, assumed this was merely a phase, perhaps a reaction to the onslaught of middle age or the pressures of his job as a family solicitor. Surely no one c...