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Ever After
July 15th, 1821 Oh how the sun was shining! Everything its light touched was illuminated in a cast of gold and silver. The blue sky stretched endlessly over the scattered cottages which made up the quaint little town of Newbay.Newbay was a small little town nestled in the middle of a large thick forest. Almost everyone in the town knew each other, and everyone lived harmoniously and happily. Each working to better himself, and help his neighbors.“C’mon Sarah!” Austin Harrington, a handsome young man yelled as his eyes sparkled with joy. His auburn hair glowing like fire in the late afternoon s...
Without You
That’s the thing about this city, it just isn’t the same since you’ve left. I came back after an extended time, the longing to return growing inside me as a monster locked in a cage. However, when I came back, it wasn’t home anymore.I remember that last night. The one you left.“I know it’s sudden notice,” you told me, looking at your shoes rather than my eyes, “I’m sorry to be leaving so soon after you arrived, but I can’t do it anymore.”There was nothing I could say or do to make you stay, it was set in your mind. I don’t blame you or hold you for spite for going, the same feeling has ...
Donly - Lies of a Lion
Donly’s father was shot by one of the hunters when coming home from anowww.onedoor.ccther lion’s lair.Most lions do not have den’s but due to hunters being in their area, a lot of the Pride's were creating dens for their families. Lioness’s built dens for the expecting cubs.In Donly’s family, they had two dens. One for his mother and the cubs and another one to keep their dad while he was waiting to die, from the gunshot wound.Donly, the lion, feared becoming the leader of the Pride. He was the eldest son and his father told him he would be the leader of the Pride the minute his time in the woodland came to...
The Unwanted Guest
My black converse squeak on the fake hardwood floor, as I nod in acknowledgment to the lady giving the unit tour. My hands shake with poorly-restrained excitement, as my feet land in front of the open double doors to the empty guest bedroom. This is perfect I think to myself, scanning the four walls, two closets, two windows, aggressive ceiling fan, and full bathroom. I move onto the living room, kitchen, and loft bedroom, picturing the life I would have here. What table would I put here? Should I put pictures there? What will my roommates bring? I was right about one thing, I would have a lif...