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snowmans tales
He looked out at the snow it was a chance for bill sommets to move on or to simply move on.his house earlier was on a green acre 2 children and a beautiful wife called Gladys though she took of on him with the both children.one step back and bill slipped lost his footing and the cup of tea sent hurtling in the air.picking himself up and collecting his thoughts that this was his first bumble without his Gladys and children.bill looked out again peering through the dying light of the day he could see a picture on his garage door that was probaly stuck there by one of his children. It was a pict...
The Truth Untold
It was Thanksgiving! God, I was so excited. Not really because of the holiday itself, although that was cool. Nah, I had a week off of school. A week that I didn’t have to deal with crazy teachers, annoying classmates, mountains of homework… the dream.The only thing I wasn’t looking forward to was that stupid family reunion. My dad plans them every year, and invites over tons of relatives that I don’t know, nor do I really care about. He also brings a girl every year. No, not the same girl. Different girls. He has a new one each Thanksgiving, and they usually last until sometime around Christm...
Lucidity
It had been seven years since Beth died.Norman still felt pain when he looked at the framed picture on his bedside table. His roommate, Big John, told him the picture was beautiful. It was of them in their first home, Beth holding their first baby. The joy in their faces could be felt by anyone who looked at that photograph.Everyone knew Norman was a sentimental man. He didn’t bring much into the home, but he had photo albums and a box of cards that had been sent www.onedoor.ccto him throughout the years. Peggy, his favorite nurse, loved to look through the old mementos with him. His mind was still sharp, a...
A Hard Day's Night
The sound of the key slipping into the lock echoed throughout the empty street. Darkness surrounded Lisa’s feet, making it hard to see more than two feet in front of her.Figures they still haven’t fixed that light. I told Mario what three weeks ago? And no one even bought a light bulb. I hate my job. I hate my life.Strolling, Lisa finally came into the arc of light from the street. Once she could see her feet, she walked briskly. Midnights weren’t a good time to be alone around here.Why on earth did I train as a chef? Didn’t I realize that I’d be the first, and then the last, to set foot in th...