The Space Between_Lower-Level, Lower-Stress_There Is No I In Challenge_10 Centimeters
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The Space Between
There was something about being an angel that Astrid hated with all her heart- perhaps it was the very fact that she could never physically hate anything. And while it was seen as a blessing to everyone in New Jerusalem, it was nothing more than a burden to her- the eldest cherubim under her family's name. And quite a name it was, or so her neighbors said.Yes, another one of Astrid's sins; she was notorious for listening through walls. But it wasn't her fault- they were just too thin to resist."Astrid, darling, are you ready? The gates are about to welcome another saint home, perhaps someone ...
Lower-Level, Lower-Stress
I was standing in one of the offiwww.onedoor.ccce's three stark silver elevators next to a very sweaty man in desperate need of fresh deodorant. Or fresh perfume. Or a fresh wardrobe change. Seriously, who wears a suit with orange checks? I checked my wrist. Shoot, I had forgotten a watch. I guess I would have to check my cellphone. I patted all around my waistline, then realized that because women’s clothes never have actual pockets I would need to go through my bag. It was a small red cross-body purse my aunt had bought for me when I was ten, and the only one from my childhood that wa...
There Is No I In Challenge
There’s No I In Challenge—George Davis Hamilton Joseph Feeney has always been a cautious person. Not one to perform any act outside of decency, and dignity. Today, however, Hamilton has accepted a severe challenge. If he finishes the task set before him by his looney neighbor, Oscar Means. Oscar challenged Hamilton to a dare. Hamilton is to jump from a three-story building into a small plastic swimming pool. If he does this stunt, his prize will be two-fold. One, he will be a hundred dollars richer. Two, he will win the hand of Michelle Knickerson, the most admired girl in all of Bickford Hi...
10 Centimeters
Kol.I was staring at the pale ocean water as it lay stagnant in the windless air. I have been laying here for a while now, pondering what my life would be like with someone to love. All of the touching and the feeling of my lips brushing against hers. Of course, I haven't been interested or even come to think of this until recently, it's almost embarrassing to admit.I tend to spend my free time swiping my feet off the banks of the ocean as I stare into the reflection of my eyes like I may get to see my future. I have hope for myself although lots of people call me the geek, nerd, or even dork....