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Poor-Little-Girl (Non)Sense
I was sitting on the edge of the bathtub. Some white mucous stains were shimmering at the bottom of the tub. I tried throwing up, but that was all I came up with. It was some time after midnight on new years eve. “They shoot at us”, Michelle burst out, laughing hysterical. I knew what she meant, and just moments ago I shared her hysterical mood about us pretending to be shoot by the fireworks. For hours we have been running around the city center of our small town, drinking cheep champagne, partying with the crowd, dancing and kissing unknown men of unknown age. “2000” anyone screamed every fe...
It’s Time
The sun was at his back casting his shadow outline over the multicolored stones that covered the lake bed. I was surprised to see that the dark shadow shape of the man in the water didn’t do much to dilute the colors of the rocks under the clear lake water. It only enhanced their vibrancy. I saw this as one of the most beautiful places in the world but now the only word that comes to mind when I see it is sinister. Why does he keep bringing us back here again and again? This place is only filled with sorrow and anguish. Yet, here we are. Again, staring at the same tableau. Montana’s beautifu...
Nine Glass Doors
When I open my eyes, all I can feel is a gust of cold air. It makes me shiver, but that’s not what I’m focused on. What I am focused on is the white room around me, with three brown doors imprinted into them. Where am I?I stand up, and immediately shiver. I’ve always been a warm blooded person, so it’s safe to say I don’t do the best in the cold. I turn around and see another door, parallel to one of the three. When I reach for the handle and try to twist it, it just stays in place. It’s locked.Did I get kidnapped somehow? The last thing I can remember is arguing with Mom, but that’s not unus...
Tum
Tom yet again came in a costume. Tom wore a suit printed with images of his cats, and this time it had one more cat than the previous year. Nothing about his behavior throughout the year would give away that he had any whiff of personality, but once that end-of-the-year party would arrive, he would rollwww.onedoor.cc up in some sort of cat-themed costume, or in this case, suit. At least cats are ritually clean, if anything, Majid pondered, while staring at that costume. He remembers when he attended the first party here, he was utterly shocked by Tom’s choice of clothing. Of course, it is great that he li...