The Bookstore With the Little Door_With your feet on the air_Hole in my Heart_After Five Years
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The Bookstore With the Little Door
Content warning: BullyingEllen ran as fast as her legs could carry her, her hand like a vice on her dwarven friend's wrist as they rushed down the street.She could hear the jeering shouts of Liliope and her cohort following, they werent that far behind.Foza was shouting back at them, but Ellen’s grip stopped her from getting herself into trouble.As the pair turned the next corner, Ellen sent out a prayer that neither of them would get an up close and personal look at the cobblestones when a flash of light caught her eye.A little shop, with a little door framed by tall twinkling windows, and a ...
With your feet on the air
CW: Self-harm, mention of substance abuseGene sunk back in the leather seat as he watched the blur of people outside the taxi’s window. He pulled his bag close to him, which contained a Stephen King paperback and a set of his favorite cassettes. The smell of cigarettes, Black Ice freshener, and cherry medicine had him under an intoxicated spell as he felt himself nodding off. Next to him in her long bohemian skirt and see-through bralette was his mother. Gene suggested she wear a jacket since it was supposed to reach the low thirties around nine, along with the possibility of rain. Although,...
Hole in my Heart
It’s the prettiest window I’ve ever seen.No different from the hundreds, maybe even thousands, I’ve already passed on my way here, but so beautiful nonetheless. The window itself isn’t much to look at—four panes of glass, a thin coat of ice sticking to it, and a warm yellow glow coming from inside. I’ve been traveling the country all year to make it here, and it looks like I’m just in time for Christmas.The freezing wind doesn’t make me shiver—it passes right through me.Literally. But more on that later.I raise my knuckles to tap on the glass, but hesitate. Will she hear me?The answer, I alre...
After Five Years
It was one of the lazy Sunday evenings where I would lie on my bed with my favorite coffee mug in hand, reading a random Nancy Drew novel, sipping coffee and dreading about going to work the next day, when suddenly I heard a knock at my window which mwww.onedoor.ccade me jerk, dropping my favorite coffee mug on the floor which broke into a hundred pieces."Hey Miss Nancy Drew! I just knew I would find you on your bed reading a Nancy Drew novel with your favorite coffee mug in hand." "Shit.. shit.. shit.....I..I'm so sorry I didn't mean to...""Nathan Luce?! What the hell are you doing near my window?How did y...