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No Other Way
The smoke is rancid, thick fumes billowing out of the house’s windowswww.onedoor.cc and curling into heavy tendrils clawing their way out into the air. Autumn makes the air crisp and fresh, leaves crunching below sneakers not-quite warm enough for your toes. Despite the extreme heat emanating off of the house, goosebumps run up my arms, hugging me in it’s cold embrace.I can’t tear my eyes from the window, still sealed shut and revealing nothing more than smoke and burning white blinds. From the old house freshly painted a baby-blue, now blackened by flames wrapping around it, crumbling it from the inside ou...
Exigency
I stood atop the empire state building as the winter breeze briskly filtered through my soft feathers. I looked at the extravagant view of New York City. So majestic, beautiful, and breathtaking. It was so sad that I had to say farewell for now. As the temperature continued to drop, it was time for our family to go to our second home until winter went into hibernation. Florida.The rest of my family, relatives, siblings, parents, and fellow redwings gathered together to admire the last glance of our summer home. Tall buildings painted the landscape as cars drove far below. Patches of emerald g...
On Killing
Killing someone was never what I'd ever do. Or what I had never thought I'd do. But when he came in my way, I knew it had to be done. To save my reputation. Let me begin at the beginning.I am always a silent girl. Shy, introvert. I jump when a spider comes my way. I jump when someone suddenly barges. I jump when someone speaks in deep silence, I jump when this happens .....I jump when that happens.... You get an idea. Girls call me 'Scaredy-Kat.'"Um...Becca, I...can I please have my way...?" I nervously stutter, as I try to make my way to my bench, (right at the corner) which is currently bloc...
A sail upon the seven seas
One Eyed Jacque lowered her eye glass and smirked, a wicked grin that hinted at much mischief. She had spied the flag of His Majesty King Henrold, the compass that had been stolen from her would soon be hers again. “Yaaaarrrrr! Yahaaaaaaaarrrr!” she laughed, her piratical person reflected in the still sea. The glistening brine showing her long dark locks glistening and single eye shimmering like an emerald atop a precious pearl. As the wondrous wind brought the sky to life the dastardly seafarer weighed anchor, raised her canvas sail and felt the tremendous pull drag her along. Her image shimm...