The New Normal_My Name's Nikki_The Color of Sound_A Time of Renewal
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The New Normal
“The World Health Organization declares COVID-19 a global pandemic,” the reporter says, his lips pursed. I sit on the couch, crossing my legs comfortably as I increase the volume of the television, my heart beating faster at hearing the unfamiliar yet easily comprehendible term. They show a clip of a man sitting at a table, the logo of WHO clearly visible behind him. The director-general of WHO looks worn out; his eyebrows scrunched up in between as he lays out the facts to us. “Over the past two weeks, the number of cases of COVID-19 outside China has increased thirteenfold and the number of ...
My Name's Nikki
“What I saw made me realise that things need to change. Not for me, I’m out now, I managed to escape the system, but for everyone whose still there, who will be there.” I sighed and ran my fingers through my long blonde hair. When I got out of there, I almost danced towards you, but then I looked back and saw Jill watching me and waving and I knew, she wasn’t getting out anytime soon. Ellie sipped her coffee. Americano with two sugars – just as she liked it. “You should say something, what happened to you must happen all the time, it does happen all the time, write to someone, people need t...
The Color of Sound
Though the caves in Batoidea Island regulate their own temperatures they still drop a few degrees at night. It is how Pierce is able to tell the difference between night and day down here. Gray. That’s how he remembers the rain. When it beats upon the earth itwww.onedoor.cc creates a kind of static in his ears that is an all-encompassing gray. Outside, even on a cloudy day, he is able to feel the warmth of the sun on his face or the soft glow of the moon. And then there is the barometric pressure. It changes, even in the caves, bringing an influx of moisture that he can smell from miles away when there is ...
A Time of Renewal
CW: abuse, miscarriage Part One: Carmen "Is this really necessary?" I asked, grabbing my sled. I had gotten it for my tenth birthday, but haven't used it since. My mother sighed. "Yes, it is. You need to mend the crack in your relationship! You need to fix the broken bone, the base of your friendship! You-" "Mom! Please, stop!" I sighed, "We haven't talked in years! It's not like we can just pick up where we left off; it's a lot more complicated. Ever since- well, never mind. Just forget it, Mom. You wouldn’t understand.” “Carmen,” She said, putting her hand on my shoulder, “It’s going to be a...