Death With A Cookie_One Book Lighter_My Uncle By the Sea_"Love Your Costume"
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Death With A Cookie
“Hey girls, I know it’s been a while, but I wanted to invite you all to a cookie exchange. With that being said I want you all to make your finest cookies, and be prepared to vote for the best tasting cookie. I hope you all can make it”. I sent this message to my friends so that we can get this holiday going. Everyone started texting back in the group chat excited about making the cookies. One of my friends mentioned that she was going to make a “ Coffee Cake Crumble”. My mouth started watering when I seen that message. Little did my friends know, something extravagant was about to change thei...
One Book Lighter
By the time I steppedwww.onedoor.cc outside, the leaves were on fire and a chill nipped at my skin. It was mid-autumn, I had overslept a few minutes leaving only enough time to change, brush my teeth and comb out the rough knots threaded through my hair by my restless night. I had tossed and turned, my nerves set on edge as I imagined every possible way the day could go. In my rush I tripped over one of my regrettably placed pumpkins sending me stumbling down the front steps, not to be deterred, I gathered my things off the ground and hurried to my car. Today was the day. The day I'd been waiting for for wh...
My Uncle By the Sea
1、 Backpfeifengesicht | noun | (German) ‘A face that begs to be slapped.’ My uncle married a woman when I was three. Her name was Katharine and she had golden threads for hair and a voice like the tinkling notes of a piano. Coming from a long line of Germans, she could be sweet and sugary or tight-lipped and harsh. She chose me and my older cousin to be the flower girl and ring bearer, giving us a basket full of creamy white rose petals and two silver rings with the instruction not to lose them. Now I was only three and there are things I forgot, but what I do remember is my dress. I still hav...
"Love Your Costume"
“Love Your Costume” Nancy BrighamThere’s a lot I didn’t know about the afterlife. I mean it’s not like there’s a manual or a video on YouTube to prepare you. Some of it’s pretty strange. For example, we each have to keep a journal. You’re supposed to tell the journal how you feel and if you’re homesick or anything. If you put in your journal anything about being unhappy, you get a visit from a psych angel. I didn’t know exactly what a psych angel did to make things better, because, until today, I have never been really homesick for life on earth. Did you know that everybody here has their own ...