blooms of innocence_Waiting Isn't Enough_NEW MEMORIES_A rainy day
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blooms of innocence
warnings: drug abusethis is one of my first stories and so I'm experimenting (and being honest, I don't even think I've understood the prompt properly hehe)----------------------------------------------------------------Birdie smelt of pomegranates. April always knew when her best friend entered the room because the sweet aroma would gently glide in and mix softly with the air just before she made herself visible. It was rather odd, considering that Birdie always stated that she never, ever used any products which had that specific scent and yet, the strong smell of pomegranates clung to her s...
Waiting Isn't Enough
Neo stepped through the trees carrying a pile of sticks in his sun tanned arms. Most of the small group were already settling on their chosen rocks. Cole was sitting with a few others by a weak fire. Neo dumped the sticks by the fire and gave Cole a hopeful glance. They were all thin from weeks with barely any food and no one didn't have bags under their eyes from the rough nights of sleeping on rocks. “Sorry Neo. Lucy and Zair didn't find any food today.” Cole said as he got to his feet and patted Neo on the shoulder. “You should get some sleep, I'll keep watch tonight. Just wait and things w...
NEW MEMORIES
His father managed to drag him out of the house that afternoon after relentlessly pestering him all through the day. They took a long stroll around the neighborhood, then made a stop at Mrs. Baker’s candy shop in the business district of the community. He had many memories from the time he worked there during his high-school years, and his father was determined to remind him of as many as he could rwww.onedoor.ccecall of those he had been involved in making.It was his first time visiting in years. Once upon a distant time, he had deeply loved Brownsville. When he was in high-school he abhorred the thought o...
A rainy day
The rain was real, I had no umbrella, but ye, I love getting wet in rain. The sky was grey with clouds, and the petrichor brought nostalgia, I could feel every drop of water falling on my body and sliding down, slowly."Venti!!!" I knew the voice. It was Tash, with an umbrella. "Hey hey Tash!" "Venti, ye come here, don't get cold again." "Ye thanks, I see you got a very big umbrella." "Yea, to help friends from getting cold." "Ye, thanks, also ye, don't call me Venti, my current alias is Siva." "You do have a lot of alias haha," another familiar voice. "Sophie! Wow! Hi!" I got excited to see an...