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The Lingering Melody of Days Long Past
A chirping bell rings noisily above the glass door as Callie nudges it open. The warm air evokes the fall of a small sigh from her chapped lips as her long chestnut hair settles around her small shoulders. The cozy Starbucks café is a pleasant escape from the busy downtown street and its crisp early autumn air. With grace to be desired, Callie shrugs her backpack to the side and pulls out a leather wallet, longingly imagining her favourite blueberry scones as she searches it. In the momentary distraction, she nearly stumbles into the counter before she finds it. Instead, Callie looks up into ...
The Last Day
“NO!!! That doesn’t go there!!!” I have heard this a million times, over and over again. Every party. Every event. Every ____ day! When will this ever end! This is the most horrible party ever. Supposed to be the best, but sooooo boring. When will this night ever end! “Jake? Go get my blue wig from the van, I will need it in an hour or so.” Bliss!!! Awesome!!! A break finally.My name is Jake. I come from a use-to-be small town before joining the big black hole known as the GTA. Maybe you have heard of it? It used to be called Stoney Creek, now it’s a part of a bigger entity ~ Hamilton…oooooo,...
Highly Confidential
[possible triggers: social injustice, physical abuse, murder, suicide]“Herewww.onedoor.cc’s a little something for your troubles.”, he says while handing me the envelope, side-eyeing me while I put the photographs away, “Make sure to destroy them, or next time he won’t be so generous.” At this point my whole world is spinning. I take the envelope and put it in my drawer, next to the photographs. I’ll be honest, the amount of money is tempting, but this case won’t let me be. There is nothing I can do, nobody to go to. Everyone's in it, everyone that could do anything about it. I have to play along, even if i...
Most unique experience of an Indian wedding
Weddings are grand affairs. Normally, it most effectively occurs once in an existence time. Recently I have had a terrific experience of attending an Indian wedding. The invitation came from a female cousin of my pal from Lahore. I used to be very excited to attend the Indian wedding to know about all the captivating traditions and their rituals. To style the stunning unfold of food as I heard a lot about the Indian cuisine. My buddy had connected me to her pal when I first time visited Lahore, we had appropriate intentions of meeting up but sadly couldn’t get the danger to do so. Therefore, w...