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Whisper of Lies
The morning began like a normal Saturday, the smell of bacon had filled the house as Gloria Sorensen made her family breakfast. It was eight thirty when Steve Sorensen would come down the stairs in his pajamas sniffing the fresh smell of cooked bacon. The couple had been married for fifteen years and had a son and a daughter age’s fourteen and fifteen. Susan Sorensen, a fifteen-year-old teenager had long blond hair with a petit figure and a smile that all the boys at school could not resist. Susan was a quiet type that made the honor roll and had joined the book club along with several other...
Rose Colored Glasses
Chapter Four: Past Salem; 23, La Jolla “Jimmy, Damien said that he found someone close to us to hijack dad's plane. He said he didn’t have to pay them, they wanted to do it.” I say as I dress behind a curtain in the hospital triage. Jimmy doesn’t say anything for long moments and I can see him thinking about what I just said. When he does speak his words break my heart, “Salem, please don’t believe anything that maniac said. He was saying ANYTHING to hurt you.” I look at Jimmy, his skin just as flawless as it has been my whole life, he looks wrecked from the havoc going on in our lives. His no...
Gimme the mic!
Ouch, Judah! You’re pinching my hair. Ouch. Now give me the mic. Judah! There is no way you’ll be able to explain the beginning. Judah!Uhm, hi guys. Sorry about that. My brother is just...ugh! Nevermind. *sighs* Yes, so..first of all, I actually never wanted to do this but my uncle offered me free pizzas for a year if I do so, which of course, I couldn’t deny (what? It’s pizza). So, without further delay, let’s start. Okay so..let me take you back to November 28th. It was-Ella! I should’ve never let you do this! You never gave the introduction! I know it, Judah! I was just about to! If you wou...
Speak, Stones
This place is like no other place I have known or visited. Please note that I am just aswww.onedoor.cc mystified as you are by this. Perhaps it’ll help if I retrace my steps.I arrived in this city, which was once one of three major pilgrimage sites back in the Middle Ages, wishing I knew how long I would be staying. I hoped for a time estimate that would be a little more precise than between a week and the rest of my life. I wanted to work, so found employment, and then realized my work was boring. I was sure I would be leaving sooner rather than later. It was obvious. The handwriting was on every wall I lo...