Love Comes to Everyone_In-Between_Just a happy family_Who Wants a Danish?
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Love Comes to Everyone
After the earthquake, I returned to find my building in shambles. I’d been up north for a bit to escape. Not that I wanted to. Think of it like a forced vacation. I had no other choice, really, when he decided to end things. What else was I supposed to do? Sit alone in my apartment and drink? No thanks.And of course, as my luck would have it, the day before I decided to return to my shoebox of an apartment was the day of Northridge 2、0. No, it wasn’t a 2、0 on the Richter Scale, nor was it as bad as it could’ve been for a 5、5、 At least for most people. As my luck would have it, again, my apartm...
In-Between
Men sweated all around her, but Karen Fleiss felt the heat only as a pleasant baking sensation after the cool of the SUV. She knelt next to the exposed footer to read the letters printed there.SHAWNShe smiled. The name was blocked out in a childish hand, made clumsy by the drag of wet concrete. Still obscured by dirt and washed out in the high desert sun, it was surrounded by markings she couldn’t quite make out, but which seemed to place the name at the center of an eye with spiky lashes all around. She imagined the little boy, barefoot and dirty, scratching doodles around his signature, then...
Just a happy family
I just got on the bus, this is going to be a long 13 hours. Only the trees to keep me company. Me and my thoughts. Not a soul knows where I am, yet I wish someone would care for me."Do you know how difficult this is for me", my mother stated. She has been struggling for a long time, after what had happened three years ago with my sister, Anna, and our father passing away. I can't remember a time where she wasn't crying, or upset. I love my mother, do not get me wrong. Even if she isn't my Biological mother. I have always wondered who she was. But all I do at this time is nod and head to my ro...
Who Wants a Danish?
Nathaniel Goodwin’s owl shaped alarm clock rings at 6:58am sharp. It has rung at the same time for www.onedoor.ccthe last 42 years, since he was five-years-old and his mother woke him for kindergarten. Even during days when no school or work beckons him, he sets the alarm, a sound he has come to rely on, an assurance that he can start his day and everything will go according to plan.He raises up in bed, flings his legs over the edge and puts his rather large feet into his red and white checkerboard slippers. Right foot first, followed by the left. Before taking a step, he pulls the covers of the ...