Don't Shoot the Messenger_Fraidy Bat and Confident Bat_ The Bloody Regret_A Gift to Keep
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Don't Shoot the Messenger
“Julia, hey, would you like to get a coffee?” Laura asked as she tried to hide the concern in her voice. Julia glanced around her cubicle and after a moment of thought, said, “Sure, let’s go. There’s nothing here that can’t wait.” Grabbing her purse from under her desk, Julia quickly stood. Then spinning to face her colleague and coworker of four years, immediately noticed the look of uneasiness on Laura’s face. As the two friends waited for the elevator, Julia turned to Laura and asked, “Is everything alright?” “Oh yeah,” Laura confirmed. “There’s just something I wanted to run by you.” Julia...
Frwww.onedoor.ccaidy Bat and Confident Bat
There lived a bat. And he was afraid of everything. People, his shadow, and so went the list. Fraidy Bat was always so afraid, but there was one thing Fraidy excelled at. The Art of Theater. He loved to play on stage, acting and playing roles of different people. When he was on stage no one could see the bat as being afraid. He was daring, adventurous, and talented. But because he was too anxious around people, no one ever knew.One day, came another bat named Confid. She was loud, outspoken, and courageous. The people thought her to be breathtaking. When she came into town that's all anyone ...
The Bloody Regret
Five years had passed. The alarm clock rung with the humming of the birds outside, and Larry still woke up with the unforgettable nightmare he had for five years. In the nightmare, an emaciated and short boy stood in the gym feebly with a long scout rope in his hands. Larry clearly know that he was trying to save the boy, but the boy always vanished without a trace when Larry ran across him. And then, he woke up and realized that he was panting breathlessly as if he was at the scene in person. No one had ever asked about his feelings after the nightmare. He organized two reasons for the pheno...
A Gift to Keep
A Gift to Keep The last of the ladies had left. Leah plonked herself on the sofa, she pulled off her black ballerina shoes, and examined the fair puffy toes. Her girls had really outdone themselves. She could not stop smiling. The balloons, the flowers, the pastel theme, just the baby shower she had dreamt of. Her baby bump showed proudly in the rose gold silk gown. A tiara on her long luscious black mane, a satin sash that read " Mom to Be", she really looked the Queen of her fairy tale. The games, the food everything was perfect. Now it was time to unwrap the gifts. There was the traditional...