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Blossoming Hope A Chance Encounter Turned Nightmare
Aiko had always been a reserved inpidual, preferring the comfort of her own company over the bustle of life outside. But as she strolled through the gardens among the delicate pink and white petals of cherry blossoms, something in her stirred. It was a feeling of warmth, joy and...hope. She had come to Japan specifically for the cherry blossom season, and she wasn't disappointed. The sight of the blooms filled her heart with emotion, causing her to smile for the first time in a long time. As she wandered the gardens, takwww.onedoor.ccing in the sights and sounds around her, a sense of serenity washed over h...
Memories of Magnolia
“Look, magnolias! I love magnolias. I haven’t seen magnolias since…”She falls silent, and I follow her gaze to the gnarly tree trunks decorated with bowl-shaped flowers. As I watch, the delicately coloured blooms smudge together, and I blink rapidly, more for Anya’s sake than mine.If I have learnt anything over the last thirteen months, it is that I am no longer afraid of tears. I welcome them. They remind me I am alive. But Anya has more reason to cry. She has lost more. So, I feel embarrassed that my emotions leak out easily, while everything about her is fiercely stoic.After all, what have ...
Confidences
“Jan, do you think you’ve met your future husband yet?” “You know, I think so. I think the timing just hasn’t been right yet, but some time soon, I’ll start going out with him.” “Are you thinking of one guy in particular?” “I’m not sure.” “How about you, Elsa? “No, I don’t think I have. At least, I hope not.” “What are you looking for?” “He’ll have to love films, and be funny.” “Funny like Mr. Bean?” “He’d have to have some form of appreciation of Mr. Bean!” “Remember that Mr. Bean where he brought a raw fish with him to place in a pan to see if it was the right size to buy, ha ha ?!” “Yes! T...
Coffee stain
Hera bobbed her head slightly, as 'fuck the neighbors' by IRON REAGAN blasted in her large neon headphones. Her green-dyed hair french-braided at her back with a yellow ribbon. Her grey overly large sweater draping on her knees, accompanied by her brown scarf. Her black legging tucked in some brown uggs. Her clothes are greatly amplified with her whooping height of six foot three.Her pink lips turned into a smile as the train slowly came into view from her hazel eyes. She pulled out her phone and pressed next. Smoothly walking towards the train, covering up her excitement inside.She was gonna...