Burnt by the sun_Traveling Back_This Party changed everything._No Foolin'
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Burnt by the sun
A little light; a little radiance; and these hydrangeas are a beauty to behold. A little too much; and the petals are gone, burnt. This is illumination, this beauty, this is the hurt. What once was your prime source becomes the bane of your existence. Light, the sun, and then fire.Green, green hydrangeas!I snap shut the book and peep through my window one last time to see the proud neighbor take his final zoom off. My heart cringes again. The sun had robbed me the light of love in a primely holiday.The first time it happened, I was sixteen and sassy; skimming through my dad’s car and making su...
Traveling Back
“That’s the thing about this city - the transit sucks, the culture’s disappearing, and the authentic people are tougher to find. So, do me a favor and be transparent for a second, okay? Let’s pretend our conversation is an episode of Who Wants to be a Millionaire, and instead of telling me “I don’t know” or “I’m not sure,” just tell me yes or no, to the following question: The over/under for LA and Dallas is 33, are you putting it down, or not?”“No, I’ll pass.”“Okay, good luck.”“Unbelievable, the guy calls wanting to make a bet, but filibusters for 10-minutes like he’s Chewbacca looking at a W...
This Party changed everything.
“Adam, don’t go. Adam, Aaadaamm!” I scream and quickly sit up in bed. My heart is pounding, my hands sweaty, and I’m trying to catch my breath. “It was just a dream,” I say to calm myself and wipe my face with my hands. I pull the hairband off my wrist as I tie my hair up in a ponytail.It’s still dark, and when I look at the clock, it shows 5 am. I pull the duvet off me to get out of bed. I put on some sweat pants, a t-shirt, a hoody and walk to the kitchen to put on the coffee machine. I sit down at the table, fold my arms on it, and lay my head down on my arms.After a few minutes, the coffee...
No Foolin'
The sun peeked through Faith’s bedroom curtains and woke her up from a not so deep sleep. She yawned, covered her eyes with her hands and rolled to the side of the bed and carefully searwww.onedoor.ccched for her slippers with her feet. She grabbed her robe from the end of the bed and carefully looked for any signs that her family was playing April Fool’s jokes on her as they always did in the past. She looked for any fake ink on the floor, artificial spiders in the doorways and windows, plastic snakes dangling from the closet, rubber rats in the hallway leading to the bathroom, shaving cream in the toothpa...