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The Box
Nassia got off work in seven minutes. She counted down the seconds as they ticked away on the clock behind the counter. Seven minutes until she could close the little green door, walk out of the bookshop, and head to her favorite place in the world. She cracked her knuckles against the counter and rolled her eyes as the last few customers came in through the doors. A kid wearing yellow overalls and a baseball cap, followed by his parents. The kid’s father nodded towards Nassia and she nodded back. He clearly wanted to leave as much as she did. Nassia did her best to smile and watch helpfully a...
THE WAY TO LUCK
Mr.X was a man who felt he had no luck. Though he was qualified and experienced he couldn’t get a decent job. He had advertised in the matrimonial columns to find a bride. It was a peculiar ad and still he got responses. He had shortlisted those to talk to and excerpts from the matrimonial interviews he faced are reproduced below: Candidate 1 SHE: Though you’re well qualified, how is it you’ve no job?X: They asked me questions which were difficult to answer: For instance after I had passed written tests I was called for interview. The question was if you’re[i] selected and posted and if a clos...
Scorched
home (noun): the place where one lives permanently, especially as a member of a family or household.__‘Home.’ Ha. What a funny word. What even is ‘home?’ Is it the place where you feel safest, the place where you laugh with family and friends, or is it simply the structure in which you live? Is ‘home’ even a place at all, since the very definition of home varies from person to person and place to place? If you really think about it, has ‘home’ ever really been a specific or special person or place to anyone? But, if we follow the traditional definition of ‘home’- a structure in which you liv...
Board up the lies, lock away the memories
“I mean, I’ve gotta be honest here, I never really got over him.”Arya looked at me,“Jules, I’m your best friend, and you never thought to tell me that?”I sighed, running my hand through my hair.“I just, Matty and I, we were so… complicated. I didn’t think you’d want to hear anything else about him.”She huffed, blowing her brown bangs out of her eyes,“Well my dear, you thought wrong. You know you can talk to me, about anything, and besides, you know I’ll tell you if you’re being stupid.”I smiled, Arya Carver, my one and only friendwww.onedoor.cc, but also the most important person in my life. Even though som...