The Last Entry_A Trio Under Lockdown._A Droplet of Time_Over the Edge
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The Last Entry
The waves brush against my sides; pulling and pushing me sideways, forwards, backwards, and under. I feel the strength of the current, hungering for something more. Never being one for open water, I run, the water parting as though it was softened butter. After what feels like an eternity, I emerge. My tiny feet leave light footprints in the gritty sand. My ankles become exposed to the chilly air as I distance myself and the shoreline. Feeling something slimy grazing my feet, I reach down to take it off and my eyes glance downwards by habit, though I can’t see anything. Probably seaweed. I fee...
A Trio Under Lockdown.
A Trio Under Lockdown.The Jones County Jail delivered a new set of convicts from various psychiawww.onedoor.cctric institutions and prisons. Overcrowding in those locations resulted in many who should have remained where they were coming to the prison. The quiet that came from the County Jail prisoners was partially due to the short sentences. Hope that life could return to normal combined with the knowledge that being disobedient could extend sentences made all the difference. Bringing people from other places who have been convicted for life sentences, were going to be mixed in with people who only just m...
A Droplet of Time
CW: Some suggestive language, gunshot.Queens, New York, 2021、 Frank made his way across the street onto the cracked sidewalk while the rain drizzled down his face and matted his hair on his forehead, giving him a sensation of a wet mop on his head. He was grumbling at having forgotten his umbrella at work and having to stay so late in the office the sun had gone down and the moon had risen to take its place. He turned around swiftly between two cars letting his trenchcoat float in the cold wind, and his briefcase swung by his side. It was a Friday, thank the lord, after an especially busy we...
Over the Edge
I looked past the cliff beyond the fog and saw nothing. It was daylight outside, but pure darkness within the fog. There was too much mist to even make out the shape of a tree. The current had picked up only within an hour of being at my parent’s uphill cabin in the middle of nowhere. "Are you just gonna stand out there or are you gonna help me take out these groceries?" Jenna huffed.I turned my head to look back at her and realized she was wearing Spongebob shorts and pink flip-flops with a grey zipped-up hoodie. She, out of all people, would know not to wear summer-induced clothing, during...