The Eyes Remember_THE EMPTY ROOM_The Museum of Discarded Children's Souls_Moving On
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The Eyes Remember
The four young men were excited and thrilled to be on their first-ever deer hunting adventure. Having completed their hunting safety course, they felt confident in their newfound knowledge. David, Ronald, Tom, and Roy left their homes in high spirits.After several hours of trudging through woods and swamps with no luck, the boys decided to call it a day and head for home. As they proceeded to unload their rifles, Tom forgot the number one rule taught in gun safety, make sure your weapon is pointed away from others at all times. Tom's gun misfired. The bullet smashed through Roy's chest, ki...
THE EMPTY ROOM
THE EMPTY ROOM Alice opened the door, crossed the room and went to open the window. A wave of weed scent pleasantly surprised her as soon as she put her face out of the window. Since that room, the most wide, and most bright too, of the house had the view on a vast expanse of green, mainly made up of meadows, but in that expanse of green there were also vines, even trees. When she and Peter had moved to the country, about ten years earlier, they had agreed that in their new house would be a guest room, which had to be spacious, comfortable and well furnished, as they had not been able to have...
The Museum of Discarded Children's Souls
CW: Drugs mention, blood. No one knows where we are. We’re miserably lost.Amidst the darkness, my mom spots a pinprick of light up ahead.Driving along the country road, falling snow envelops us like a cocoon, it floats like sprinkled stardust in the milky luminosity of our headlights.“Up there,” cries my mom, “it looks like a little cottage. Don’t you agree, Isabella?”“Yeah,” I mumble, noticing that she doesn’t ask my dad his opinion. In fact, she’s barely spoken to him during our trip. Or attempted trip, I nwww.onedoor.ccever thought we’d get lost on the way to New Hampshire in the middle of December to vi...
Moving On
"Are you coming tonight?"They were the last words she spoke to me. Her voice was sincere, almost pleading. She wanted me to, I just couldn't. I had too much to do. I can recall the moment she stood before me. Her daring navy blue dress, low cut and enticing. Pearl necklace and earrings, dull in the pale light. Her hair, long with a natural curl that moved in the same way as her body. Her smile quickly disappeared when I told her that work would keep me home. I sensed her aura shift, she was dissatisfied with my response. The smile she had worn since I've known her shifted slightly, and though ...