The Amazing Mr. Shazzlefop_Running away_The crazy family_Alice's Secret
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The Amazing Mr. Shazzlefop
Valerie always despised spring-cleaning, and for various reasons too. It was a tedious chore that took too long, more often than not it saw many things she had once cherished end up in the garbage or being sold, and it never seemed to actually occur in the Spring. This year was no different.The spring-cleaning began midway through the summer and was miserably hot inside, even with the air conditioner running full tilt. Every aspect of the event was just as repetitive and boring as it had been the last every single year. And Valerie paused when she found an old toy that she had all but forgott...
Running away
The sun rose, surrounded by a halo of crimson and gold, and it's warm rays filtered through the heavy curtains. She was already awake though and fully dressed. Dark hair, floating down to her shoulders in loose curls. Long lashes framing glassy grey eyes. Glossy red lips. A crisp white shirt and a loose black skirt. Sheer black stockings and patent pumps. She checked the the silver watch adorning her slim wrist. It was 6 o'clock. She had to meet Ava at nine, but there was nothing to be gained from sitting idle as the minutes ticked by so, she got up quietly, grabbing her coat and keys, and has...
The crazy family
My aunt Greta was weird, the whole family has told me this through my whole life. She lived a nomad lifestyle with her numerous lovers. Every so often she would show up. Stay for a while causing havoc and leave. I was scared of her as a child, she wore long black dresses and had long black hair that was wild and unbrushed. I thought she was an evil witch. When I was five she told me she was a gypsy witch and all they did was good. She still scared me.Whenever she turned up I would hide in my room and refuse to come out until she was gone. Mom understood how I felt. My mom loved ...
Alice's Secret
“Can you keep a secret?”Alice lifted her head, shifting her attention from the salad she was pushing around on the plate in front of her to the man standing at her side.Justin leaned close, his body curved over Alice, his breath carrying traces of malted wheat as his words brushed across her skin.Alice narrowed her eyes and pointed at the chair across from her. Justin straightened his body away from her to pull the chair out, the steel feet of the black legs scraping across the concrete of the coffee shop patio. He dropped his long body into the stiff seat, tipped it back onto two legs, and pr...