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Little girls
Trigger warning for depression: When I was a little girl I used to think that my dad was the greatest man alive, I mean when I got to see him he would just smile the whole time we were together. I lived with my grandparents because my mother and father thought that would be the best option for me.They were right of course and I grew up great, but I still had to live through a pill popping grandmother who spent money like it was the air she breathed. I grew up with a grandfather who was stern and sometimes couldn't control his anger. And countless other disturbing things. But I could live with ...
A Schizophrenic Zookeeper
“I don't need the money, I need purpose.” “You need the money too.” “Barely,” “Your car is broken and you can't afford to fix it.” “If I don't have a car I can’t look for a job.”My mirror is talking to me and I'm going to be late to my interview if I don't stop staring at my moving mouth. I have to take public transportation to get there. I’m applying to work at a zoo, and I hate zoos but now I’m going to have to live with that. My shoes are very uncomfortable today, and they keep coming untied. I’ve always found it so awkward having to bend down in front of everyone to tie my shoes.When I get...
The Judgment Is Yours
WE WERE HERE FOR YOU The giant neon sign was large enough to be seen for miles. As Gestas stood in line he thought, "well, this is going to take forever. " As far as lines went, this fell somewhere between the DMV and Black Friday at Walmarket. About thirty feet ahead of him was his "partner in crime," Dismas. He tried getting his attention, but thus far he could not get him to acknowledge him. He gave up when he saw what appeared to be the man in charge heading towards him. "Gestas? Mr. Gestas, hello."Yessir, Joe inquisitively replied."Hello, hello," extending his right hand."My name i...
Notebooks
“Next time those jerks at school mess with me, I won’t chicken out,” Hank told himself as he walked home from school with his head down. He watched his shoelaces slap the concrete sidewalk with every step, wishing he could be another person entirely. Hank wasn’t unlike the other kids at his high school, experiencing typical teenage hormones and the angst that accompanies them. He was awkwardly tall and very shy, but that’s not what made him the primary target for the ridicule he had become accustomed to receiving. Hank came from a family of modest means, he was a loner, and being the newer kid...