Nova_All that glitters_You'll Never Know, Unless You Try_A Pocketful of Dreams
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Nova
I sat across from the small oval window I looked out of everyday. I speculated the cosmos moving that were passing my eyes. I wondered what life had been like before all of this. What was it like for our grandparents? “Imagining the world beyond here?” My best friend Marlow laughed as she took her usual seat beside me in the common area. I just smiled back. The truth is… I was imagining the world beyond here. I was born on a flying piece of metal that was orbiting a dead planet. A planet that no longer could provide for human life. In school they taught us about the nuclear war a hundred year...
All that glitters
It was over coffee. In her light-filled kitchen, with its distressed oak seating, bright white walls and the expensive, nutty waft of roasted caramel pervading the room.I’d rehearsed what I was going to say. Over and over for the past three weeks. In the mirror. On the train. Still, my fingers twisted the sugar packets into tight knots. I couldn’t drink my cooling cappuccino.Sarah, as always, oblivious to another’s emotional turmoil, prattled on, occasionally flicking her freshly coiffed hair.Finally, I blurted it out.“I know about the abuse, Sarah.”Sarah stared at me, her perfectly defined ey...
You'll Never Know, Unless You Try
“You’ll never know unless you try.” These inspiring words by Sandy Morrison permeated the walls of the school gym at Bevin High.“Even if you fail, find satisfaction in knowing that you gave it all you had. Ok, class, see you Monday, have a great weekend.”Sandy picked up her exercise gear, turned off the lights, and headed back to her office. She had worked as the gym teacher for the school district for 25 years. In addition to teaching her students about health and fitness, she offered words of encouragement, especially to those who were struggling. It had become quite a challenge over the pa...
A Pocketful of Dreams
May Golightly rented her suite of attic rooms to Charlie for over twenty years. He was an ideal lodger, smart and courteous, and always paid his rent in cash. It was a convenient arrangement because his presence afforded her both peace of mind and financial security during her retirement. She’d never interfered in his affairs until one morning a letter appeared on her doormat. Mawww.onedoor.ccy recognised Charlie’s cursive script and opened it to discover a brief note, saying he’d gone away. Charlie asked her to secure his few valuables and box up his clothes for charity. He apologised for any inconvenien...