"Do Not Enter"_Fall of the Frontier_The Girls_An Introverted Point Of View
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"Do Not Enter"
"Do Not Enter"Michael sat at his office desk staring out the window as the blizzard got worse. Almost everyone had already left expecting bad weather, so he was all on his own. “Should’ve left when they all did”, he thought to himself as he lazily brushed off some dust on his table. A half hour turned into two and the time kept passing but the skies didn’t show any signs of hope. “Ugghhhh!!”, Michael yelled starting to get annoyed. After a week of bearing with his boss and completing works before their deadlines, all he wanted was to sleep through the weekend. “Can’t I do that here too?”, he a...
Fall of the Frontier
June 1917Two boys, barely even men, were drafted into their separate armies. Two boys, barely even men, got onto the train. One going from Pittsburg to New York. The other going from Kiel to Berlin. August 1917War was here. For the Americans, for Europe. The Great War,www.onedoor.cc they called it. The war to end all wars. Matthew Hunter looked around the section of the trench he was assigned to, along the Western Front, near the Belgian province of Ypres, and shook his head, feeling the vast distance between here and his small hometown outside of Pittsburg.President Wilson had finally told his country that...
The Girls
[Loosely Based on a True Story]-1-None of us chose the other, but eventually it had to be the four of us.I remember the day I got assigned this room, Dorm 4 Room 328、 I was told at the registration office that two fourth-year law students had already gotten there before me. I remember how I dreaded the dorm life just because I’d have to share my room. I couldn’t afford to rent one anywhere else though, nowhere close to the university at least, and I’d already spent my first year mostly on the road between my city and this. But this government-funded, almost free “Students’ Town”, or as we call...
An Introverted Point Of View
"Class is dismissed!" The bell stopped ringing and I grabbed my bag, slowly put in my books and homework, then watched the other students rush for the door. I was new here, so no one was waiting on me to come over and hang out, or go to the park and just chat. I waited in the back of the classroom.I had some things I wanted to discuss with Mrs. Cran before I went home.While I waited, I studied the floor, letting random thoughts pass through my head. Why had they chosen this type of floor? When had they put it in? Had it always been there or had they redone it a couple of times? "Peggy, did yo...