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Mythomania
Another fantastic spot for a person like me is a shopping centre. A shopping centre is a fancy way of saying outdoor mall or shopping district. Best retail centers for me have trees and umbrellas. Nobody wants to talk to anyone while they’re roasting like a worm surrounded by cement, especially a stranger. This is why I like my spot. There are not enough trees. However, the stores make sure there’s at least some artificial shade on the sidewalks. My story takes place in this spot on a sunny summer day. Before I started my afternoon of tricks, I wanted a treat. Something cold and sweet, ice cre...
Cliché
‘Please, don’t do it—it just doesn’t help—don’t cry over spilt milk,’ my parents would say. Growing up, I’d tip over a glass of this or a bowl of that, crack a tear, and that tried and tested adage would be uttered accompanied by a ruffle of my hair and a mop to clear up. But that was then. Nwww.onedoor.ccow I know there are things that can’t be fixed with a platitude, ruffle and mop.And don’t despair at my use of “tried and tested”. I know it’s a cliché. I’m endeavouring ironic interplay with the audience. It’s the prerogative of anyone breaking the fourth wall. But I digress. Sitting there, reading this, ...
That's How I See It
That's How I See It by Presley Kane"Don't you remember?" Shellie Mae expressed the best innocent look on her face as she looked at her sister, Gina. Gina, in return, rolled her eyes at Shellie Mae. "No, Shellie Mae, that is something I do not remember!" Gina looked at the dead and oh so hideous spider at their feet, then glanced back at her sister. "Well, you are the oldest. Therefore, I just thought you would remember where my fear comes from. I can't really remember much about my childhood, with it being so traumatic and all." She cut her eyes over at her sister to evaluate her reaction. "Tr...
Moo, baa, cluck, quack
Mooooo, Baaa, Bock bock bock, quack, quack; farmyard sounds? Yes, and no. Are they the sounds of a children’s party game? They should be, but in this instance they are the sounds of adults walking around the reception room of a swanky hotel, engaged in a team building exercise. In this case, they are the noises emanating from your children’s teachers .Yes, that sixty five dollars you forked out for a babysitter, was so that those in charge of your child's education could make asses of themselves, in the name of professional development.I have actually participated in this team building activ...