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Imperfections by Jinnie
Author's Notwww.onedoor.cce: Hello! This story has been a bit of a whirlwind. I just joined Reedsy two days before this is due. I wrote over two thousand words, but somehow half of it didn't save, so I has to re-write the majority of the story. It may be rushed, and it may be of poor quality, but I think I learned from this experience. Enjoy! Trigger Warnings: Minor Mentions of Alcohol abuse, subjective dialogue, etc. Lulu Stadnik, the little girl with the little bow flopping up and down in her black sea of hair. But now, little Lulu is left in the dull-lit room with her dull hair, in contrast to her bright...
Burnt Down House
Frankie was part of a group of friends that would always dare to each other to do things out of the ordinary on a regular basis. There were a gang of four. Georgie, Vinny, Gabe and Frankie. They were close friends and all four attended the same college. They met up a few years ago when they were still in high school. Their friendship started when they had to come up with a play in a drama class. That play was a comedy that involved misunderstandings in comedic situations. Their story was so well written and executed on the stage that their teacher selected their group to re-enact the play at...
Coloring a Piano
“Do I have to go? You don’t need me,” bushy-haired 13-year-old Max said.“Yes! It’s my first time going to a party. If you’re not with me, I don’t know what I’d even do,” 13-year-old Yuki answered. “Please?”Of course. It was the puppy eyes again. He should’ve anticipated this. But who could resist puppy eyes? Not Max. “...Fine. But only because you forced me to,” he sighed.“Great! Now hurry up and put on a suit or something. We have to get going in an hour!”---As the taxi pulled into the driveway, Yuki pushed open the door and pulled Max with her. They could already see silhouettes of people th...
Apartment 3
Veronica was exhausted and relieved to be returning home. She precariously balanced her white plastic bag full of Chinese take out in her left hand while she unlocked the apartment door with her right. She kicked aside an empty beer can and rolled her eyes as she made the mental note to send Tammy, the landlord, a text to complain about apartment 3 for the third time in a month. Tammy carefully opened the door and stepped into her pristine home. Ginger, her orange tabby, affectionately rubbed up on her leg as she kicked off her black stilettos. Veronica placed the food on her white counter...