Root Rot_They never really knew me_The Biggest Celtic Knot in the World_On the Move
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Root Rot
Please, don’t do it. I am practically begging you. I don’t think my body can take anymore of this. My core is entirely submerged and I fear that if I accept anymore, I will surely rupture. My space is engulfed with the liquid that you are so intent on suffocating me with. You have sentenced me to death. I am not yet dead but my body is rotting. My limbs are withering away, another piece of me dying each day. You have taken what is necessary for life and weaponized it against me, why? I do not know whether you are drowning me from the inside out of malice or ignorance. I once liked you. I...
They never really knew me
I had to do it! I had to get away. I was a single mom living in a city were everyone swore they knew everything there was to know about me. I made arrangement with a lawyer and a friend to watch my child for a term on no longer than one year. Then I headed to my old church’s yearly revival. If I stayed, I knew I would become homicidal. I also knew the church would have one of their outreach programs so I went and looked at the sign-up board to see who was going were and noticed to young people from France were heading to Miami Beach Florida. Since I had been born in France, I figured okay ...
The Biggest Celtic Knot in the World
They say that about twenty minutes walk from the village, deep out in the moor, there is a house where no one is supposed to go. The house is tiny, so small that every time it storms, someone brave goes up after to stand at a safe distance and see if it is still standing. It’s almost like a house made by a child for a doll; a construction of mud and straw that looks enough like a house but is, in truth, too cramped and unstable for anything to dwell there. The walls are short and the roof sags low and no one could live there. And yet-Something does. Something sweeps the house’s creaking porch,...
On the Move
“Jamie, why are your bwww.onedoor.ccelongings still unpacked? The movers will be here in less than an hour!” Leanne yelled, slightly annoyed.Jamie sighed and said, “I’m tired of moving, Mom. I don’t want to start all over again. I like it here.”Leanne, just shy of 36 years old, was fit and naturally beautiful. A single mother to Jamie. She had her when she was just 19 in a small town in Iowa. The two of them were never in one place for long. Leanne was a police officer and it required her to relocate every two years - mostly when life was getting comfortable for Jamie. Leanne joined the police academy when ...