Dungeons and Doorknobs_Another Dimension_"The Good Shepherd"_Unidentified
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Dungeons and Doorknobs
It was spring forward, and I went ahead and set my clock forward before bed. I crawled into bed and laid down, waiting for sleep to come to me. After several hours of tossing and turning, I finally gave up on sleep. I pulled a book out of the large bookshelf next to my bed and started to read.* * * * *I woke up to a loud banging outside my bedroom. BANG! BANG! BANG! It sounded like a horse was kicking my door over and over again. I sat up, slowly realizing that my 13-year-old self was in a room that most definitely wasn’t mine.“What...where...how?” I said, looking at the mint green walls aroun...
Another Dimension
I was sitting in my living room with my voluptuous burgundy cat; Leonardo/Leo. He was purring so much today. Sometimes, I wish that he didn’t lose all his hair when the groomers bathed him, but what can you really do when he has to take pills for his leukemia. I remember the day that he was diagnosed. He was just a little kitten, waiting to be adopted. No one took him because he was a sick kitty. His brothers and sisters were healthy cats, except him. So I decided to take him home with me when I was walking in central park. As I was walking, people would constantly stop me to just give him so...
"The Good Shepherd"
Dusk is bringing the day to a close as I enter St. Christopher’s Church in Detroit to hold a vigil for seven-year-old Brandon Foster, the youngest, baptized member of my congregation, who recently passed away. The crowd of mourners remain in their vehicles due to the state lock down.Tall, male attendants wear masks that clash strangely with their black suits and matching ties, while vehicles make their way through a line to the lot. Thewww.onedoor.ccy offer the incoming drivers a blue program leaflet and a matching candle, honoring his mother’s request…Blue was Brandon’s favorite color…The inscription on ea...
Unidentified
Baylis was a girl who wanted to see the world. Her mother didn’t agree. She wanted Baylis to stay and take care of the farm. One day, Baylis had enough of her mother’s rambling. she packed her suitcase and went to bed. She would leave the next morning for New York City: Her first destination. Her sleep was troubling. Baylis tossed and turned all night long. She barely got a wink of sleep. As usual she was awoken by her mother’s yells. Telling her to go feed the horses. She got dressed in the nicest outfit she had, for it was her first day away from home. When Baylis grabbed her suitcase and ba...