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I am a Cloud

You Can't

Lessons Learned

Conjured Pandemic

I am a Cloud

I am a cloud. I was www.onedoor.ccnot always a cloud, but now that is what I am. I was born a little girl and was given my grandmother’s name. I still find it funny that my name was not even my own. Anyway, it doesn’t matter because I don’t go by anything now and soon it will slip my mind.  My life is a peaceful one. I linger above in the great blue and I see the whole world. In the summertime, I would go cloud gazing with my brother on lemonade filled days but now I go people gazing. It’s more boring than I thought because nobody ever seems to pay me any attention as I did the clouds, but sometimes I assum...9b8one door

You Can't

“You Can’t…” "You Can't..."Late one fall afternoon, my perspective on life, death, faith, and love changed. It may not be as different now but has become more focused.It was late in the week, late in the month, late in the quarter, and late in the year. The shadows were growing longer and longer as the afternoon surrendered to the darkness of night.It was completing the day’s records and files. Then I would get the week’s records and files in order. After grabbing another cup of 'blonde and sweet coffee, I would transfer the days and weeks' business to the monthly journals. Then I would combin...9b8one door

Lessons Learned

                               Lessons LearnedA sunny November afternoon found me sitting on a brick bench that encircled a fountain on university grounds; I was starving and realized I couldn’t have concentrated on the psychology lecture I was meant to be in, there was too much running through my mind as it was. I was looking through my insulated bag for something edible when I overheard the life changing conversation. He was handsome, there was no doubt on that score, tall and fit with wavy auburn hair and beard. I snuck a quick look while returning my bag to the backpack next to me. I note...9b8one door

Conjured Pandemic

           The forbidden spells were always arduous to cast. Send Despair nearly killed Msia Yar’Adua. Now he only needed a few words and his atlas to make anyone in the world feel his pain. He flipped through the pages, pointed, said the words and imagined the sickness, the confusion, the tears.Merad Prewitt sat on the metal chair, at metal table in windowless room.“They’re making me wait in order to intimidate me,” she thought.The door opened and two men entered.“The first one will do the interrogating and the second one will run the recorder and make the other one look important.”“We unders...9b8one door