The Coldness of Sand_The Blarneystone and How I Got to Work There_Paper Cuts_The Cookie Hustle
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The Coldness of Sand
3、1688739 x 10^-10 MilleniaIn ten seconds you will break my heart. In a thousand years, I will never recover from the words that will come out of your mouth, from this serious conversation you want so desperately to have, from your dead shark eyes that fail to hold my gaze. I will get up from this moderately priced seafood restaurant’s table, fully understanding that our relationship is, indeed, over. Like preparing a fish for a feast, your words will cleanly gut me. And at this point, I seriously doubt my legs will support me. As if already stung from a sea urchin, a numbness grows from the d...
The Blarneystone and How I Got to Work There
Frank Emerson Word Count: 2,355 790 E. Spiller Street Wytheville, VAwww.onedoor.cc 24382 276-228-6726 276-613-0598 femerson@embarqmail.comThe Blarneystone and How I Got to Work ThereThat’s the thing about this city: Somerville, Massachusetts. Friendly and funny, it’s sort of a half-way place that lies between Medford and Cambridge, just across the Charles River from Boston. It is an “All-America City.” At both ends of the town, there are signs that say so, just as big as life. I believe the moniker is an honor. I also believe the signs are there to let people know what they are getting into as they hit the ...
Paper Cuts
Author’s note: Contains abuse. I’m not sure how sensitive it actually is, but here’s a heads up anywayThey say it’s like death by a thousand paper cuts, abuse is.Every beating just adds another, until they’re decussating, and full of pain, oh so full of pain. Every slap across your face.Every punch across your neck.Every lash across your back.Just one paper cut after another.It isn’t stopping.It won’t stop.And then there’s the salt water. Poured on, drop after drop, litre after litre, gallon after gallon, until it’s seeping into your skin and drip, drip, dripping onto the floor. The salt is t...
The Cookie Hustle
Chapter 1 “Lydia!!! hurry up you will be late for school,” yelled mom. I was still in my room trying to put on my tight air Jordans. I had stayed up all night again trying to finish the new series, Riverdale. I rushed down the stairs, went to the kitchen, stuffed the sweet pancakes that my mum makes into my mouth, and rushed outside just in time to catch the school bus. As I came out of the bus, I rushed to my class just in time to start Physics class. Oh wow, just the perfect subject to start the day. I sat down beside my two best friends, Chloe and Rachel, who had already slept off from the ...