The Man In The Mirror_Broken Glass and New Beginnings_Ray of Sunshine_Lies of the Rational Mind
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The Man In The Mirror
The house house was beautiful and old with dark stones the had deep imbedded sparkles that when they caught the light they shimmered in a way so mesmerizing it could make you forget who or where you are. I walked in staring at all the creepy painting on the wall of old folks. I swww.onedoor.cctrode up the stairs with my box and that's when I saw something, an attic the relator hadn't mentioned it. I grabbed a broom from downstairs and managed to grab the hook pulling it open. The ladder slid down almost hitting me in the head. Shocked and startled I took a to big step back tripping and falling down the stai...
Broken Glass and New Beginnings
The window matches the rest of the house. Grimy, covered in years of dirt and memories that no amount of cleaning can make a dent in.I should know. I’ve tried. But soap can’t erase memories, not even from a window like this. The hammer feels familiar in my hand. I hate the familiarity, actually—just another reminder of the life I’m trying to forget. But today is demolition day. Demolition of this house, in preparation for a new restaurant, and demolition of my old life in preparation for the new. A clean slate.That’s a good thing, right?I don’t know how to answer the question. The answer seem...
Ray of Sunshine
Dawn. Yue hadn’t realised it, but she’d been awake all night. A sliver of soft, silver light illuminated the blue horizon. Now that she was aware, she could hear the birds just outside their bedroom window chirping. All throughout the winter, that tree would cast ominous shadows into the room like bony fingers ready to snatch Hinata in one swift movement. Yue shivered at the memory, pushing the thought from her mind as she watched Hinata’s chest rise and fall. She was only a week old, but she looked so peaceful in her sleep. With a smile tugging at her lips, Yue gingerly stroked a finger down...
Lies of the Rational Mind
It’s all in your mind, Pete. Pete put one foot through the half open door of his bedroom and slipped out into a hallway in total darkness. He looked down and wiggled his fingers and all he saw were murky phantom blurs. He waited a moment for his eyes to adjust as best they could, resisting the urge to fumble for the light switch on the wall somewhere to his left. It was a kind of test he put himself through sometimes. To prove what, he wasn’t sure. That he was a rational man, unafraid of the dark? That he didn’t need light to walk in a straight line from his bedroom to the bathroom? He knew th...