Defining Yourself_The White Oak_A Visionary Character_The Month That Changed My Life
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Defining Yourself
I was born on April 21st. I am a bull, and it has served me well. My stubbornness keeps me grounded. I faced a dare, the dare to live. This is that story.Defining Yourself: by TexasjaneI survived my birth mother's attempt to abort me. When I was a few hours old she wrapped me in a newspaper, went down an alley, and pushed me deep into a trash can. My big brother who was 4 followed her. He fished me out of the trash and took me to a neighbor's house. We children lived mostly under the house for protection. We were not bathed because the bruises would show. My big brother & sister took care ...
The White Oak
Mary didn't know which woke her first, the sound of shattering glass or the feel of cold rain on her face, but she was yanked from dream to reality so quickly that her brain wobbled. She kicked her legs out of bed and yanked the tangled sheets from her feet. “What the...?” She blinked her gummy eyes and looked at the offending window. A branch had fallen and hit the lower panes, dumping smatwww.onedoor.ccters of rain and frigid air into the bedroom. It dawned on Mary that it might be time to have the tree looked at. Damn… that was going to be expensive.She put the largest pieces of glass into a paper bag an...
A Visionary Character
Astounding. That is what Elijah Carter would consider his books. It was a very bold choice of him to parade so much about his book when, it had just come out and people had not yet expressed their opinion. But indeed, the books were astonishing. He would select a classic fairy tale, such as Cinderella, or Snow White, and he would add a twist that would make it very pleasant to read. Whether it was Hansel and Gretel in a dystopian setting, or Sleeping Beauty in a modern high school atmosphere, he always found a way to hook people. Carter would make his audience want to read stories people have ...
The Month That Changed My Life
Friday night, Saturday and Sunday as well as every evening we drank. Friday after work, we stopped at the liquor store and stocked up for the weekend. Back then beer was still packaged in bottles by the twenty-four bottle case and we always bought a case. My husband bought a gallon of whisky and I usually chose a fifth of brandy and a fifth of vodka. Not that I especially liked vodka but no one could smell it on your breath so I could drink it and hide that I was drinking. By the time we went to bed on Sunday night there wasn’t a drop in the house. Of course, that doesn’t count the drinks we h...