The Small-timers_Reunion_Truth or Dare_A Window Away
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The Small-timers
CW: Language, violenceThey had an inkling something was not right when the bundle didn’t bleat. But it was dark and they were a bit drunk. And desperate. Now, under a lush tamarind tree close to the hills and far from the village, they were jolted into sobriety and daylight by the tiny human in the bundle.Rarely in their career spanning 10 years did they commit such blunders. They had occasionally bagged an earthen pot mistaking it to be an ash gourd or heaved a sackful of cow dung cakes believing them to be potatoes. But carrying a human kid in place of a goat! It was a first.They never went ...
Reunion
CW: allusions to an affairValerie and Sarah walked into the cafeteria wwww.onedoor.cchich was glittering, lit up by cafe lights in the shape of mini light bulbs with a soft, yellow glow. Ten tables, with numbers on little gold stands written on thick card stock in a flowing black in calligraphy, were arranged around the stone statue of the knight in the center of the room. A huge banner hung above the sign-in station bearing the knight in shining armor read “WELCOME CLASS OF 2017、” Soft pop music played over the speaker. “I’m so glad you came out,” said Sarah through clenched teeth. Valerie pulled her close...
Truth or Dare
Truth or DareTruth or Dare should be a children's game, like hopscotch or tag. It has no business in Daria Fordam's house. Daria is in eighth grade like the rest of us and we are all too mature to play this game. Lindsay is up and the group calls out “Truth or Dare” and she giggles like a baby being bounced on someone's knee. “Dare.”she laughs and we can barely hear her voice for the laughter in the room. She should have said 'truth' because we all know about her and Daniel under the bleachers anyway. That's what all the snickering is about. Because the whole school knows that she and Daniel w...
A Window Away
TW: war, gore, deathAs soon as the sun rose in the sky, Jack's eyelids rose to reveal his sparkling blue eyes . With eyes touched by the sun's morning glow, Jack's day had begun. Since he was a young boy Jack always woke up early. It was as if at his birth his parents signed a contract for his soul to the sun. As long as the sun was in the sky, Jack was awake. Jack slowly sat up in his bed and moved his legs over to hang off the edge. For the next two minutes Jack would endure the painful daily morning reminder of life. He has to remember why he woke up in his bed alone. Sometimes Jack liked...