Angeline's Close_I am jealous._Rapunzel - Your favorite epic story_The Floating Party
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Angeline's Close
"It's an awesome place!" She exclaimed in her excited high pitched voice. "I wish I'd moved here sooner, the neighbors are bubbly and good-humored, they even brought me an apple pie!" Then she continued emphasizing on how much the new apartment had a certain nostalgia to it, like she'd been there before, hence, the homely ambience to it. She gets off the call and strolls into the kitchenette, her own home, she muses. Finally! This is something she had planned for many years now. Working tirelessly and constantly pondering over the new home, though small it was hers. She rummages through the c...
I am jealous.
Do you know, you are the most beautiful creature God has ever created? Your existence is phenomenal and no one could ever be comparable to you in anyway. Remember those times we were on a date, when we were laughing on the table, those envious women were looking at us, or you, with jealousy in their eyes. Those waitresses were so nice to you and always came by and pouring for us. I often wonder if they just want to see your beautiful face once more. At the end of each dining, they often had a very reluctant face on them and stared at you. This made me feel envious too, I don’t like my love bei...
Rapunzel - Your favorite epic story
There were once a man and a woman who had long in vain wished for a child. At length the woman hoped that God was about to grant her desire. These people had a little window at the back of their house from which a splendid garden could be seen, which was full of the most beautiful flowers and herbs. It was, however, surrounded by a high wall, and no one dared to go into it because it belonged to an enchantress, who had great power and was dreaded by all the world. One day the woman was standing by this window and looking down into the garden, when she saw a bed which was planted with the most ...
The Floating Party
The Floating PartyMathius hated people like his hero Charles Bukowski did. He preferred to spend his time alone in his room writing and eating Cheetos, Doritos, and Hostess cupcakes. He washed the unhealthy snacks down with Coca Cola. Mathius was twenty-four, and just starting to gain recognition for his writing. He won some prizes, and published some short stories. His work was getting noticed.Mathius wished he could write all day, every day. It was his primary passion. Unfortunately, he had bills to pay, and worked as an Adjunct Professor of English at the University of Hollendale in New Se...