Crumbled (lost faith in the institution of family)_Carnival Disaster_Beyond the Pain of Glass_Luckie
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Crumbled (lost faith in the institution of family)
Crumbled (Lost Faith in the Institution of Family). Behind Closed Doors. My bedroom door is closed but I can see light flickering around the jamb intermittently. I pull my duvet up to cover my mouth and nose, leaving my eyes exposed and to peer above it. Raised voices are heard through the wood, but the words are not understood, they are just a cacophony of noises, mixing with sobs and tears. The room is dark and with the night light off I am pretending to be asleep. I cannot sleep as I am on edge, fearing what I am imagining is happening in the next room, and what might enter the threshold i...
Carnival Disaster
March 20, 1997“Mommy, can I ride the rollercoaster? Please? Please?” Suzy had been at the carnival for three hours and was having the time of her life. The carnival closed at ten, which was only five minutes away and Suzy wanted to go on one last ride. The skies were cloudy, dark, and threatening. Flags and banners fluttered in the increasing wind. Five-year-old Suzy stared into her mother’s eyes doing her best to make a sad puppy face. “Please?”“Okay dear, one more time,” Melissa said trying to hide a grin. She hadn’t seen Suzy have this much fun since she got a bike on her fourth birthday....
Beyond the Pain of Glass
As she stood looking out at what was once the proud city of Manhattan, she caught her reflection in the dirt covered window of her low-quality apartment. Her eyes were that of sadness and sorrow at what had befallen the city, which now lay in ruins. She was no older than twenty-five with the dreams and aspirations that every young hopeful brought with them to the city. But right now, those dreams were about to be crushed in the cruellest of ways. As she looked at the crowded streets below, cars and other vehicles were littered all over the streets ablaze. As if some giant angry toddler had tos...
Luckiest Girl
TW: suicide I woke up last Monday excited for what my week had in store for me. The sun wawww.onedoor.ccs already shining bright and the birds were singing their happiest, melodic tunes. I looked over at my clock placed perfectly on my nightstand so that I could always see the time directly from bed without moving too much and it glared a vibrant 7:15 am. I usually lie awake in bed until the clock pushes close to 8:00 am but today I had no time to waste. The past five years I had worked so hard to be noticed at work and finally get the big promotion I had celebrated with so many others year after year. The ...