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Mirrored Image
I woke and stared at the ceiling. It was still dark out. I glanced at my nightstand to look at the clock. 3:15am. I rolled my eyes in the dark, annoyed at being awake so early. I sat up on one arm and reached for my glass of water. As I took a long gulp, I watched my doorway through the bottom of the glass. I could see the nightlight in my living room. A soft blue light, slightly shimmering in the bottom of my glass. I watched it as I downed the rest of my water. As I started to lower the glass, for a split second I could have sworn the glow from the nightlight disappeared, as if someone had ...
The Mysterious Portal
That was a late night of March. It was raining heavily I wwww.onedoor.ccas at the midway to home, fully wet. I was wondering how I may pass the night. But I couldn’t come up with any great idea. I was completely alone on the streets, because I don’t think that anyone except me would come from his workshop at the middle of the night. I was getting closer to my house and suddenly I saw some sparks behind the wood very near to my house. I thought it might be the reflection of thunder from something. But as much as close I got to it; it didn’t seem any longer that it was a reflection. As it is very much common ...
Zaren
Aiden Lance stood on the vintage porch of his family’s new house. This was the 11th move in as many years. Mrs. Lance was a commander in the navy and Mr. Lance was a traveling salesman, so they didn’t stay in one place for long. Changing schools was hard, but he had a routine. He tried not to attract too much attention. He sat in the back of the classroom and kept his yapper closed. He never got too close to anybody, he’d have to leave them at some point anyway. Girls made life more difficult. They batted their eyes and giggled when he walked by. He was handsome, standing at 6’4”...
Letters in a Shoe Box
This pandemic is a pain in the ass as far as I’m concerned. There is nothing to do and mom is stuck at home which makes my life miserable for sure. She’s always on my case so I have to hide out to keep her from calling my name and giving me something to do just to keep me busy. I hate school, but at least I was out of her range and I do miss my friends. There is nothing worse than sitting at the computer doing stuff your teacher sends in your email to keep you busy. Trisha texts me: Hey Delha, it’s me. Bored to tears. Tire of my cat curling up in my lap. Never thought being out of ...