Getting Inside_A life unlived_The Camping Trip_The Trip of a Lifetime
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Getting Inside
I came here to get away from everything. I had just had my emotions dragged through the mud, and I needed some time to recover and get myself going again. I thought this would be a good place to reflect, to let my emotions come back together, and get ready to face the world again. It turned out to do that and more.Almost at the same moment that I arrived, the snow began to come down. I put all the provisions I had into the kitchen and started the coffee pot. Then, I piled lots of wood into the bin so that I could have a fire to keep warm. I had a few books and planned to do an "Abe Lincoln" an...
A life unlived
In the small town of Massachusetts, there's only one grocery store, a post one, a bank , a barber shop , and a bar. It seems everyone goes to this town to just drink and walk the streets. This place isn't popular by any means but of course it might be exciting for someone that loves that small town feel, or someone that wants to rob a bank and get away with it. I had been driving for hours in search of this eluded place, just when I saw the sign that read Welcome to the Town Tiny Beings. Population 500. I decided to get a motel to rest and survey my surroundings to see how to best tac...
The Camping Trip
It is incredible how one singular moment in time can affect the outcome of your entire life.Charles Nordstrom now stood in a courtroom surrounded by lawyers, jurors, reporters, onlookers, and of course, the judge. He stands trial for a homicide case from months ago.The year was 2017 awww.onedoor.ccnd Charles was on a camping trip with his best friend, James at a remote location far from any town. They had always been adventurous boys and had been friends for most of their lives.Charles prepared the tent while James cleared an area for a fire pit. They wandered into the woods together in search of dry brush...
The Trip of a Lifetime
Its very quiet in this room of my home. I had just returned from the park after being in a Doctors office this morning. The news was not good, according to the many tests and results that ensued. I have been sitting in the park on my favorite bench watching the squirrels play in the trees of green, and the pigeons eating popcorn that was given by a woman probably in her seventies with grey hair put in a bun, and a dress that moved about in the wind. On the other side of me was a gentleman that was reading the newspaper of the day, and sighing heavily as he read the weather. "It is g...