Theater of Love_The Sad Adventure_The Ghost Adagio_Trees, Apples, and Love
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Theater of Love
On the spring of 2012, I married Julie the woman of my dreams. Due to my nerdy nature, i never thought I could get married. We moved to a new house and a year later, she delivered a baby girl. She is an Engineer, while I work as a artist. I work mostly at home so naturally, i take care of our daughter.Five years later, she became busy due the project she was working on. I needed her attention and also try to take care of our daughter. As usual, she gave me 'she was busy excuse' and saying she brings more income to the home. That I admit, I am just asking to create some time for us as a family....
The Sad Adventure
It was a hot summer day; everything was going on normal for Ratha. He was taking a warm shower bath, and then suddenly something strange happened. He accidentally drank a little bit of soap mixed with an old traditional bottle of oil that he had bought from an Ayurveda shop. Chemical reactions started happening instantly. He kept thinking what is going on, due to the weird taste in his mouth. He was afraid of the side-effects but when nothing seemed to be working, he decided to forget about it and take a nap.He was getting notifications of big and big sad events. HE WAS GETTING TO KNOW THE F...
The Ghost Adagio
(trigger: suicide) In the basement of the Kenmore Conservatory of Music, the practice rooms are dark and gloomy, with radiators that clank like Marley's ghost and leaking steam that clogs your lungs like molasses. The students hate to use them, but that's where all the instruments are.Room 8 is the worst of all. It has the noisiest radiators and thickest steam, and the fluorescent lights flicker constantly, giving you a headache. But that's not why no one wants to go in there.They say it's haunted. Year after year, some unfortunate students have to use that room when the rest are full, and com...
Trees, Apples, and Love
“Hey, brat!” Brady says to me as he enters my garage. I’m playing my guitar so I can barely hear him, but I still can. www.onedoor.cc“Hey, jerk,” I say, rolling my eyes, though I have a slight smile on my face. “So whatcha wanna do today?” Says Brady as he walks over to me and gives me a crushing hug; he knows I hate hugs. “Hey! Get off of me!” I yell as I try to push him off, but to no avail as he just brushes it off. “I was thinking we’d go apple picking,” Says a yawning Brady, who’s now clearly bored. “Yeah that’d be fine I guess, lets go now, I’m just finishing up my new song. Maybe I’ll play it for you...