Luna's autumn theory_It's Worse This Year_The Smell ovf Rain_Tied Down
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Luna's autumn theory
Autumn in Canada is my favorite time of the year. How everything around us becomes beautiful and cooler, providing us a relief from the heat. The beautiful transformation of tree leaves in stunning shades of yellow, orange, red and brown blows my mind. Currently sitting in a coffee shop which have just introduced a new line of autumnal drinks, having a hot chocolate. Trying to make my sullen mood a little better. “Good evening.” A old lady nearly in her 70's stood in front if my table. “Good evening.” I said “Can I sit with you, if you don’t mind. I was seeing you from a while and you seem a...
It's Worse This Year
“Close the blinds, do it now.”“It’s after 10, who’s coming back?”“It’s 10:04, and I promise you…”The rap of the glass rapidly buckling in the doorframe startled them both. Molly turned to see a lankey, greying man in a snapback cupping his hand to the glass to peer in. As their eyes met he excitedly motioned towards the handle he had been tugging on with one hand while giving a thumbs up with the other.“Closed. We’re closed!”After one more pull on the locked door, disappointment turned the man back to the woman standing behind him on the path with his arms theatrically shrugged. Summer was cli...
The Smell ovf Rain
Write about a character who smells something familiar and is instantly taken back to the first moment they smelled it.The Scent of Rain - Gloria Sendelbaugh I am an older woman who has reconciled that as I age my universe becomes smaller. That I can get in and out of a grocery store quickly remains one of my expectations. But today I am slowed down sitting behind the steering wheel of my car in a food market parking lot waiting for a spring rainstorm to move on and aggravate someone else. The storm assails the roof of my car and my windows steam up. No one would have guessed I was in t...
Tied Down
For most of my childhood, my grandma, my aunt, my parents and I all lived in one big house in Ashwood, British Columbia, and though it was crowded, I loved being with all of them all the time. www.onedoor.ccThough half-White, I was still the only Asian kid for hundreds of kilometres around, I had a weird name, and I had no one my own age to talk to. However, around the time I turned 12, my dad got a job in Ontario, and my parents moved to pretty much the other side of the country. Without me.They insisted they were doing it for my own good, that they didn’t want to disturb my development with a drastic chan...