The Last Knocker_Hold on_Time Heals_Together Forever
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The Last Knocker
It always seems to start the same way every year around this small busy town. Fall gives her last dance of trick or treat and Thanksgiving wishes, while winter steps in to take over the dance. It begins with a cooler less brisk shuffle, followed by a waltz of cold air that makes the mercury fall quickly on the thermostat. The people begin to arm themselves with thicker coats and boots that hide inside of them double pairs of socks or thermals to keep warm. Even the sun that provides all us with its warmth of rays, start leaving early to avoid further dances with cold, as night eagerly awaits ...
Hold on
Thomas should be calling me today. I paced back and forth in my cramped room, kicking at the random bottles of mascara and chargers scattered across the old carpet. He was never this late in calling.Every Tuesday, at 6:30, he would call me. We had fallen onto texting eacwww.onedoor.cch other too much, I’d almost forgotten what he sounded like. Looking into my cracked mirror, I tied my hair up into a ponytail while I studied the various pieces of paper crammed in between the spider web like breaks in the glass. Letters, notes, hastily scribbled words on a random sticky so I wouldn't forget our inside jokes. ...
Time Heals
I sat anxiously in my bedroom, every passing ring making me feel worse.It’s no use I sighed, then finally she answered: “Hello”? She greeted, sounding detached, distant. I swallowed: “Hi”. I smiled: “Amy”? She asked stunned. “How did you get this number”? “Sorry, it was on your Facebook page, I didn’t wanna invade your privacy, it’s just been so long you know”? I rambled, probably seeming pathetic but I didn’t care. She sighed: “I keep forgetting to change my privacy settings”. “Or remove my number altogether”. “I know it’s been ages, but come on, we’re sisters”.“You’ve changed your tune”. Sh...
Together Forever
Nico and Camila broke up, right after he knew she got pregnant. To top off her rotten luck every time, they used to be best friends. Now all of it is gone; the friendship, love and her self-consciousness. Camila’s memory was hazy from all of that silent sobs she had in her bathroom, but she still remembered the last night she saw Nico, where they confronted each other in his car. “Abortion is not a choice, Nico!” She cried out, her hands clutching her heaving chest in the furnace of pain. “Then tell me, what other options do we have?” He grabbed her shoulders, his tone was controlled. His gaze...