That Footprint on Ice_Unwavering_How dare he!_The Day before Ramadan Bayrami
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That Footprint on Ice
Memories of someone you loathe aren’t supposed to be as vivid. It had been a wonderful winter day, with a warm blanket of snow ready to be sled on. You were trudging up the highest mound in the park, huffing and puffing, fighting against unseen shoves that could set you tumbling all the way back down. It was hard, dodging others and their sleighs, while dragging your own uphill. You wished you could tuck away the stray hairs tickling your lashes, but pulling your sleigh was two hand business. You clenched your mittened fingers against the cold, but you felt sweltering every place else. You did...
Unwavering
Warning: This piece contains mention of sexual asswww.onedoor.ccault (attempted). Please proceed with caution if you are sensitive to it. “Alison, c’mere!” Ripley calls over the crowd of people at the party. Alison looks over to her friend who jumps up and down looking as enthusiastic as ever. Ripley looked as though she had discovered buried treasure in the back of the house and had now wanted to cash in on it.Alison elbows her way through a wall of people. She hated parties and thought most people there were obnoxious and annoying. Her friend had coaxed her to go out, and Alison reluctantly agreed to go a...
How dare he!
"Mom, how could he?!?" Missy blubbered into the phone. Missy called home every week to talk to her family. Usually, she was in a bubbly mood and full of joy, but today a storm hit her life. On her final day at work, everything had started like any other day at work. She woke up at 5:30 in the morning. She grabbed a nice warm shower in the sunlight that poured through her bathroom window. After her shower, she poured herself a cup of coffee and ate some toast and fruit. She knew this was her final day of work where she had worked for the last six years, but it did not feel like anything speci...
The Day before Ramadan Bayrami
Are you there God? It’s me Emin. I’m worried Dad might find the gift from Aunt Donna. He’s unpacking our things out the boxes from Milwaukee. I know secrets are bad, so I’m not sure what to do. Dad always tells me not to ask you for things, and that I should ask you to show me a sign for what to do. Please show me something this week. Thank you.“We are moving to Chicago!” when my dad said that, I was sure he was joking because he tricked me so many times with stories like that, and he never tells me the truth until the very end when he's trying to trick me.Dad says Turkish people love practica...