Unsolicited Advice_All This For A Christmas Gift_The Flaw_Out With The Regular, In With The New
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Unsolicited Advice
Do you know how many thoughts can go through your brain in approximately 10 seconds? I can’t tell you the exact number, but that’s not really important. What I can tell you is there are enough to completely derail one’s life.The countdown began when my boss, Marshall, whom I’ve so been wanting to get to know better, emerged from his office with tears falling from his eyes. I can say without a doubt that on any other day, I would have shot out of my desk and been hot on his heels. Why? Because that’s how I’ve always been. A comforter, an advisor, a problem solver. But today, for the first time...
All This For A Christmas Gift
I searched through the never-ending aisles of Costco, looking for something to feed my Christmas gift. Do I know what it eats? No. Is that stopping me? No. I picked up two cans of Mac n' Cheese and debated which one it would like. Does it even like Mac n' Cheese? Of course, it does! Everyone likes Mac n' Cheese. Not me. I immediately dropped the cans on a random shelf. Grumbling, I pushed my trolley and continued searching. All this trouble for a Christmas gift.The thought then hit me, and I froze, bumping into a lady in front of me. What does it wear?! Does it even wear clothes? What does it ...
The Flaw
THE FLAW ‘Where are you? It’s past 2 now.’Christy sent the message on her phone through Whatsapp. She had been texting back and forth with her boyfriend whom she had been waiting for since eleven that morning. Jonathan, Christy’s boyfriend, loved playing football and he was so good at it. He started small while in primary school and his skills got better and better through his secondary school. It was during secondary school leagues that he was discovered by several football clubs. Unfortunately, to all the clubs that approached him, he refused to sign up with any of them. He loved playing fo...
Out With The Regular, In With The New
I stared at the door to my closet, anxiety eating its way into my throat as I gathered my courage to go face my new family.“Oakley!” My mother calls. “Come out of your room!”I take a deep breath and emerge from my closet.The crisp winter light seeps through my window as the sun sets. It's only four in the afternoon, but still, we are going to be completely dark by four-thirty.I look down at what I am wearing, a nice red dress that Mom and I went shopping for. It’s a little bit dirty from my time in the closet, but that’s good.I have been dreading this dinner all week. I don’t want to emerge fr...