A Mother’s Other; A Toilet’s Toil (Family Rites)_Reminiscence_One of a Kind_Corrupted Dreams
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A Mother’s Other; A Toilet’s Toil (Family Rites)
At 11:00 p.m, a text message awoke Jack. It explained, in no uncertain terms (as all things ought to be explained), all which required explanation. John, Jack’s roommate, was shaken awake. “John. You up?” asked Jack. “Yeah,” said John, rubbing his eyes with the heel of his palm, “what’s up?” “Text.” “Oh. You got both?” John yawned. “Neither, forgot it was happening today. Fifteen bucwww.onedoor.ccks if you do it,” said Jack. “Twenty-five, and I’ll get Jenny as well. Fifty total,” said John. “Fifty!? I can just— ” John grabbed the phone from Jack’s hand and read the text message. Turning around the phone, h...
Reminiscence
It wasn’t a good day to walk home. It was already dark outside, with big clouds hovering in the sky anticipating a storm. It was so cold she could see her breath, but she wanted to feel the wind on her face. Heartbreak can feel like the end of the world, it can make you feel like there’s a hole in your heart and you’re suffocating. But sometimes it just makes you numb, as if you’ve taken so much pain your body and mind refuse to acknowledge it anymore. After so many days of crying her eyes out, she felt just like that. She just wanted to let her mind wander. She started walking as it drizzled ...
One of a Kind
I'm so nervous... When should I do it? I've practiced this a thousand times. Just do it!'Brett had been spiraling for days. Every date we went on he had been nervous. I felt so uncomfortable reading his thoughts. Not that I could help it, but I always felt it was invading other's privacy. I also felt bad that I knew he was planning to propose.Since before I could remember, I could read people's minds, but only when I was looking into their eyes. Some people might like this 'power,' but I did not. I despised it. It made me realize things about people that I would rather not have known. To know ...
Corrupted Dreams
December 31st, 20-something. I remember the day in all its glory. Children excited about their presents. Parents living their childhood through their little ones. Last-minute plans being made over the phone about a bar and getting drunk until midnight rolled around. The news just could not stop obsessing over the lighting arrangements for the Eiffel Tower and the Opera House. That was the last night any of us spent in familiar comfort.It happened around midnight in Japan. A full moon graced the earth with its fellow starry companions. There were no clouds, no weather anomalies, no cause for al...