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One day, I will reach you
I plopped my head out of the waves, staring into the nothingness that is the sea, I managed to get a glimpse of light shining out from a distance. Focusing on the light, I followed its twinkling shine towards a wooden bridwww.onedoor.ccge protruding out from the sand, supported by planks. As I emerged from the water, I saw the source of which the light had come from. A tall, big construction with lines of red and white, the light can be seen on the very top of it, spinning around non-stop. I looked towards the sea, illuminated by the moon in the night sky. The stagnant lights were draped across the dark can...
Babies and Mushrooms
A young woman named Tessa dreamed of being a princess, not one locked in a tower, or sitting on a throne in a castle, but one who lived in the forest, ruling over a tiny kingdom she called home, where she’d grow vegetables, care for the foliage surrounding her ten-acre property, and raise a beautiful family. Most of all, Tessa wanted babies—lots and lots of babies. While her head was filled with wishes and dreams, her reality was more of a nightmare. Tessa was known in town as a girl from the ghetto with not a penny to her name or anyone to love. She grew up in abusive foster homes, went to t...
Esme
“But I don’t want to go. I love this island. I love the wind on my face and the sun beating down on my back. Running through the warm sand until I collapse into the waves on the shore brings me great joy. Swimming with the fish and mermaids, and riding the dolphins into the sunset every evening means so much to me. And I love watching the exotic birds hatch and fly free into the sky. Listening to the tales sung by the long grass and tall trees... This island is a part of me which I will never part with.”“I love this island as much as you do Esme, my darling.” Her father looked at her with sadn...
Champions
Jeffrey York About 2,000 wordsChampionsI’d finished programming the box and wrote up the install ticket. The old man watched me from a massive wing-backed chair in front of the fireplace. He sat ramrod straight, white hair ringed his head just above his ears. His skin resembled well-polished mahogany. He appeared to be about 80, but it was hard to tell. He could have been older.“You say I’ll be able to receive all the cable stations?” he asked in a strong sonorous voice.“Yes, sir you’ve got our premium pack...