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Otherside
The boy sat at his computer desk, looking through the little window to his right into the rain. He watched as the menacing clouds above pummeled the trees and pond in the front yard of his grandfather’s massive house, which sat upon his twenty-three acre estate. The boy moved in two weeks ago, after his mother and father went missing one evening after leaving a housewarming party. The next morning when the boy noticed the disappearance of his parents, he called the police, who in turn packed his things and took him to stay with his grandfather in the next town over until his parents were foun...
More than Medicine
I open my eyes and am surrounded by white light. Am I dead? As the blur of my surroundings slowly takes shape, the pain comes swiftly into blinding focus. A strangled cry escapes my throat. My fingers grasp for my belly. Has anyone heard me? Is anyone coming to help?A nurse in navy blue scrubs appears next to me. She asks me, “On a scale of one to ten, how bad is your pain?” I can’t answer. I can only toss my head back and forth on the granite-hard hospital bed. “Okay, let me get you something for that.”She vanishwww.onedoor.cces into the whiteness and is gone for an eternity. The pain in my belly swells an...
Always Forget to Never Remember
We were sitting in my room. Tyler was on the floor, leaning up against the wall. He was turning an old looking pocketwatch over in his hands and the lines of sunlight filtering in through my upturned blinds were crossing over his face. I sat up on my bed, buried in blue and pink galaxies that twisted together with red cheeked pikachus. We were supposed to be going out to eat, but I decided at the last second that my bed was quicksand and not even god himself could pull me free. Unfortunately Tyler was somehow more powerful than the big G. He had spent the last couple of minutes reflecting so ...
Spitfire
The pure serenity of the surrounding pine forests atop the towering, snow-capped mountains served as the perfect backdrop for such an occasion. A mild air and gentle breeze escorted the smell of crisp apples and pears among the patrons, now sitting in the neat rows of white plastic lawn chairs. It was autumn in Wenatchee at the time, and as the sun nestled behind the crest of the Cascades, the fiery hues of amber and orange illuminated the bride and groom as they exchanged their vows. The sheer beauty of the moment left many in the crowd to witness the lovers’ first kiss as a wedded pair thr...