A Father's Love_Snowflake_where is my prince_My Beth
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A Father's Love
The rice cooker clicks off, wheezing like an old man and breaking the silent hum filling the kitchen.Faolan spares it a glance, body momentarily pausing in mid-action, before he resumes chopping the last batch of carrots. The movement calms him down, and for good measure, for he’s been feeling jittery all morning. “Like a bird,” his wife used to say whenever she spotted his figure scurrying around in search of something to calm the restlessness sitting heavy in his stomach. He can't help it, Faolan is nervous by nature and though he’s grown out of that awkward adolescent fear, there are moment...
Snowflake
"This looks interesting," he said for the nth time. His mind exploded with a kaleidoscope of ideas.She sighed.The two advanced to the next aisle where more books awaited."I mean, really," he said. "That could make a great movie."She looked at him and let him ramble... yet again. How many times would this ritual repeat itself? She thought about it and then flipped open her phone and started writing down her list of To Dos for the day."No, seriously!" he said, demanding her attention. "I'm serious! See it, it could be the next big thing!""Then why don't you adapt it, make a gazillion dollars the...
where is my prince
the ball is coming soon and I get wait for my love to ask me out and She walked over to the window and reflected on her damp surroundings. I had always loved cozy San Diego with its wicked, witty waters. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel sleepy. Then I saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Artemis hills. Artemis was a spiteful friend with fragile fingers and skinny lips. I gulped. I glanced at my reflection. I was a brave, mean, whiskey drinker with wide fingers and blonde lips. my friends saw her as a glamorous, gorgeous god. Once, I had ev...
My Beth
The rain pours down tender on the roof, the darkness embraced filling the wide inner most four corners of the room, the silence that kills the soul and the spirit of www.onedoor.ccthe girl lying on the dirty and messy bed with uncomfortable position, eyes were wide open looking up the ceiling, while arms spread occupying the whole space the bed. Looking to nowhere and wondering why she felt differently. At the door, there was a man standing stiff and tall. His face mocked the dark into the stunning and the brightest light behind him, walking towards her. He tried to stab her by the sharp edge of the knife...