Gone Benji Gone_Breaking Into A Million Pieces_Best Friends Forever?_The Jacket Affair
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Gone Benji Gone
Today, day one, on starting a new novel. My publisher gave me a strict deadline to complete a www.onedoor.ccfinal draft. I was asked to complete a horror novel worth at least 200,000 words. About 450 pages. A daunting task considering that it had to be delivered within three weeks. The payout was huge if I kept the end of the bargain. Hacksaw, my publisher, was in need of a big hit. A best-seller. They came up to me for this mega project with a sensitive time constraint. The end of year approaching, we are in the last quarter of the year and we are close to Halloween. Perfect time to release such a story an...
Breaking Into A Million Pieces
Trigger warning: suicideThis was supposed to be the happiest day of their lives, but it turned out to be Jade’s and Sam’s worst nightmare. Today’s date was October 29th, 2017 and Jade was getting prepared to celebrate her 1st anniversary with her boyfriend at the time. She seemed so excited and you could see the happiness beaming off her face. Jade had decided to throw a party for her friends and her boyfriend to celebrate the special time, but there was a lot to be done in the next few hours. " Lina!” Jade screamed at the top of her lungs hoping that her bestie would come downstairs so they c...
Best Friends Forever?
We were thirteen years old when Anna and I met at our first cheer lesson. It was clear from the start that she was a natural, with such poise she made it look easy. I, on the other hand, was more of a singer. I could shout the chants solo with gusto, but as soon as the group joined in, I turned it into a melody. My command was not as strong as Anna’s. The coaches didn’t take me seriously. In middle school, Anna made the Varsity Squad, while I only made the Junior Varsity Team. Due to boundary lines, Anna and I were destined for different high schools. She went to Jefferson High School, while I...
The Jacket Affair
“Carmen, I can’t find your jacket anywhere. Just forget it; it’s gone.”“Nu uh, no way. I spent forty bucks on that thing!” Carmen crossed her arms and stood between Emily and the door, just in case her friend got any funny ideas about bolting.“Well, it’s not here,” Emily said, annoyed. “Maybe ask for an advance on your allowance.”“Very funny.”“You’re the one who dragged me out of History to look for your jacket,” Emily pointed out. “Are you even allowed to be in here?”Relenting, Carmen took a seat on the bench. “Told Mrs. Oetker I was having cramps and needed stuff from my backpack.”“Are you?”...