Deathly Sweet_Ten Thousand Reasons_Les Choix_A Moment of Self Pity
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Deathly Sweet
The peal of the bell tower signaled morning in the city of Direford, the capital of the thriving nation of Jestines, a morning that started the week of the annual Valentine’s Festival. Subjects and peasants everywhere were about to spend the period embracing romance; couples will court, marry, declare love, or initiate relationships as their situations saw fit. Cooks and bakers, providing the food of love, prepared their finest dishes and treats. Gifts, gestures, poems, and songs would be exchanged. Passions would be fueled. Flowers, hearts, and cupids adorned everywhere one looked, and balls ...
Ten Thousand Reasons
I wake up alone.The mattress beside me is warm and the sheets are crumpled, the scene of a quick getaway. The room is dark but daylight peeks through the imperfections of my blinds, giving dust-motes a stage upon which to dance. I want to enjoy the moment, but it feels like someone has spooned out my insides.I stumble out of bed and make my way to the bathroom, leaving sweaty handprints on the walls. I flick up the lid of the toilet seat and it hits the tank with a clunk. I double over the bowl and wait for the heaving to begin. Nothing comes. Habit compels me to flush, and I smell the cloying...
Les Choix
Chocolate or Vanilla. Red or Blue. Door 1 or Door 2、 Choices. We go through them. Everyone does. Life is full of them. If you can’t make a choice, do you even exist? Choices are scary. You’re worried that if you pick one, then it's wrong, and your whole life will go downhill. We’ve all been through it. But, what if it's a disorder? Like Dependent Personality Disorder? Or Aboulomania? How do you get through life? Yeah, I don’t know either. I’ll take you through it. Your family rented a castle Airbnb for spring break. You go inside and see that it's one beautiful castle. You go around and find ...
A Moment of Self Pity
The day outside seemed perfect. Small,fluffy white clouds travelled lazily across a blue sky, and the sun was reflecting off the snow covering the backyard. A blue jay skipped across the top of the fence toward the feeder, and it was still too early for neighbours to be leaving for church, so the everything was still quiet. Allison felt that the scene seemed so false, like a painting hung over a hole in the wall, calm and serene when the inside of her mind was like a black pool of turmoil. Anger overwhelmed hewww.onedoor.ccr, and she yanked the blinds down to block it all out. She walked back to the table ...