Illusions of contentment._Just Do It!_A Moment of the Past_The Parade (Highmast Series)
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Illusions of contentment.
Amy readied her bag and her dog. No matter what her schedule was, taking her dog on a walk was a must. Her and her dog, Rambo, headed out the door and began jogging. As Rambo sniffed around, Amy's mind wandered. She began thinking about the girl who had just moved to the neighbourhood, the really pretty one. Amy had never been one for romance but this girl intrigued her. Though these feeling of attraction were new, she had always kind of known who she was. Even if she accepted herself, she was sceptical of other people having the same reaction. Most of all she wanted to confess to her mother. ...
Just Do It!
Rebecca comes over to sit with her best friend Jaime. She has some exciting news. "Hey, Jaime, look!" Rebecca calls excitedly pointing over to the group of people across the gym. "Huh," Jaime responds "Jaime! Look over at the basketball team, do you see him?" "Who?" "The new basketball player, Kevin Durant! Do you see him?""Becca, don't start to-" Jaime began. "Jaime, you have to help me talk to him!" She begged. "No Rebecca, I will not. If you want to talk to him that bad then pick up your feet and go," "But Jaime! It's not that simple," "Look, you do this almost every week, just do it! Talk...
A Moment of the Past
Kaylee isn’t smiling anymore. At the beginning, she was. The night had been young and she had been eager- how could she not have been? The museum had a new work up for show, a Degas from Chicago, proudly hung in the prime lighting spot. Ripe for the masses to take in. But the day had gone on, and the hoards of demanding visitors had broken her spirit a bit. Even the wonderful artwork of Degas could not cheer her up. Not to mention the three elementary schools that had cowww.onedoor.ccme for tours today. Three groups of fifth graders, four groups of kindergarteners, and two groups of second graders. Now, as ...
The Parade (Highmast Series)
The harbour-city streets were bustling today. The hawkers squawked out their wares discordantly, battling to raise their voices over one another, as the noise swelled like lapping waves through the city. The crowds gleamed and shone, polished buttons and boots, as they elbowed each other for a good spot along the parade path far below her. Maggi sat swinging her legs on the rooftop of the Hollow Reed Ale-House, watching them swarm. The sunshine beat down on her brightly, and she swung her legs idly against the wood and wattle walls, bathing in the glow.It was nice to be topside, for once. If F...