My crazy vacation(Erica's Tale)_MIND GAME_Fear and Loathing Made Easy_Libelle
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My crazy vacation(Erica's Tale)
Going on a vacation has been my fantasy for as long as I remember, I wanted to get an escape even if it was just one day in a month from the craziness that constantly surrounded me and was eating me up, from Monday to Friday, I was a mess, always doing paper work and running errands and I didn't want to make any mistakes that would bring my contract job to an end, it was all I had, at least for now. You might ask me if I don't take the weekends off, well during the weekends I go to stay with mum and help her sell in the market, weekends are busiest there and she needs me often as she couldn't ...
MIND GAME
MIND GAME The full moon was a saving grace as Jake made his way to the waterfront cabin as the darkness settled in. It was his two week start to man the Granite North lighthouse station. There would be no going back to the calamity he had just left. The town where Jake has lived for many years, was becoming a community of, and he came up with the only word combo he could think of at the time, a cluster of wing nuts. They were turning ideas and twisting opinions in an attempt to create a new model, one that would be a new version of living underneath and off the radar. Everyone’s thinking was t...
Fear and Loathing Made Easy
I imagine my deliverance coming in the form of a bottle of Klonopin I find in my pocket and take with me into the bathroom. Going out on a handful of ’90’s designer drugs, frothing at the mouth and thinking of pigeons and insects, millions of insects; fade to black, maybe white as a final electrical surge jolts through my occipital lobe in one last desperate bid, on the image of Piccadilly Circus as I saw it, chasing pigeons as Underworld’s “Born Slippy” pulses through my head. As such my prayers go unanswered, and we are only at the half-way point. When we boarded, and I plopped down, I insta...
Libelle
It was the kind of day that makes you feel melancholy. The rain would not stop, the sun would not shine, and it was gray. Lights had to be on in every room of the house in order to keep enough light in- artificial light. Children were bored, just laying around on the floor waiting for something to do. If you looked outside, puddles were already starting to form within the first few minutes. “Just imagine what the walk to twww.onedoor.cche bus is going to be like tomorrow. My shoes are going to be soaked before the bus even gets here.” Salinda, a 9th-grade student complained to her younger sister Maria. Mari...