Amy's Promise_A Glance at a Broken Relationship_One Too Many Choices_Cheers
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Amy's Promise
Amy groaned in pain as she came out of her unconscious state of mind. She licked her dried, cracked lips, it tasted blood. Hewww.onedoor.ccr eyes were black and swollen and her vision was blurred. Her throat was parched and her tongue felt like cotton. She was completely delibitated and desperately longed for water.She heard a scratching sound probably a rat, she thought, but was too delirious to even get scared.She tried to focus her gaze in the direction of the sound but the room was pitch dark, it had no windows, few holes were drilled near the ceiling for ventilation.She tried to move her legs which wer...
A Glance at a Broken Relationship
Andrea: Julie! Finally, you picked up. I’ve been calling you this whole week. Julie: Sorry mom. I’ve been meaning to call you. I just swamped the whole week. Today is my only break day. Andrea: It’s fine. How is life at college? Are you passing your classes so far? Julie: It’s okay. How are Anne and Jack? Andrea: They miss you. They have to do the chores so they want you back so you could do it for them. Anna: I miss you, Julie. Jack keeps telling me to wash the dishes but I keep telling him that it’s a shared job. Julie: The dishes are in your and Jack’s hands. Don’t let them down. Trust me, ...
One Too Many Choices
“I HATE scrapbooking! I need a new hobby, Sam!” Hannah said to Sam, her best friend. “If you don’t like it why did you try in the first place?” Sam questioned as she poured margaritas. It was girl’s night out and after some dancing, a little drinking, and getting hit on once or twice they were home. They decided to cool down with a little more alcohol and relaxation at home. Hannah had been trying to find a hobby for a long time, the most recent was scrapbooking. However, none had hooked her. Sam had been trying to convince her to go to the shooting range with her, but Hannah wasn’t desperate...
Cheers
"Liz, I've been trying to get a hold of you," said Todd on the other end of my phone."What's up?" I said. I was distracted. I didn't know why he called. I was dealing with a project that was stressing me out."Josh is dead."I dropped the pen in my hand. "What?""I'm so sorry darlin'. He's gone."I closed my eyes. No. Please no. "Do I even need to ask what happened?" I didn't. I knew I didn't. But I knew I should ask."I'm not sure exactly what happened, but I'm sure I'm thinking the same thing as you."Last time I saw Josh he was hooked up to tubes and wires in an ICU bed. He was not expe...