Breaking Habits_Ghost of a Forgotten Life_Bully me no more_Scent Number 101
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Breaking Habits
The morning was cool and damp, and thunder boomed in the distance. Seeming to match the anxiety filling Stephanie's chest with each passing second. The young woman chewed her nail and tapped her fingers against her coffee mug.What if they don't show up? A small voice in the back of Stephanie's mind asked. She hadn't seen her parents in three years, and their last meeting hadn't been pleasanwww.onedoor.cct. Not that she remembered it that well. She'd spent the two years after she came home in a drug and alcohol-fueled haze."More coffee, miss?" Stephanie jumped at the voice, being brought back to reality."Y-y...
Ghost of a Forgotten Life
Robert sat on the edge of his bed. The room was dark, almost entirely, except for a sliver of warm amber light coming from the old green banker’s lamp on his desk. His hands were folded together in his lap. His head hung forward and his shoulders drooped down. He breathed slow and shallow. Robert had given up.“I’m sorry,” he breathed, his voice cracking and barely audible over the ever present hum of the furnace in his apartment.“Why?” asked a voice behind him.He turned suddenly to see a small boy, maybe ten years old, perched on the pillows at the head of the bed. “Why are you sorry?”“Who ar...
Bully me no more
“Hi Mrs. Perskins!” A young man waved vigorously as he hurried through the crowd of kids. An old lady turned around slowly, unsure of the voice and man she saw coming toward her. The man was wearing a blue hoodie and blue pants and seemed older than the crowd around the school. He was catching his breathe as he pushed up his thick black glasses.“I’m sorry young man, do we know each other.” Mrs. Perskins asked.“Yes… Um, It’s me Brian Chase?” He said unsure if her memory would remember a random student in her class. She squinted for a time, looking at Brian’s face.“Quiet one, always sits i...
Scent Number 101
There stood Craig on the busy corner waiting for the light to turn to walk so that he could get across to his building of employment. He was late as it was and these lights were all against him today. He would get lectured from his boss once more and he had told he would get fired if he was late again. What was his exercise going to be this time? He wanted to scream at the lights to hurry up, so they wouldn’t make him any later. What was he going to tell the boss?On this street corner was the first time in a long time that he smelled that wonderful scent from his twenties. It was a cross betwe...