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The witches in the woods
By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. Shades of orange and red resembled an inferno, lighting the world outside my window on fire, warming even the coldest of dead trees with long, bony branches that are actually the spirits of evil witches stuck inside the trees. During the summer, they are lush trees with vibrant green leaves. But in the winter, when all of their leaves have been blown off and we see the core of the tree, the evil witches come out and torment souls who could believe in them. At least, that’s what Gran says. She tells tales of witches and fairies and bravery...
Rest Stop
I awoke to the sounds of my mother cleaning her already spotless home. Once, it was my home, but now I am a guest. My eyes opened. My hand grasped the phone lying on the bedside table. I was startled to see it was after noon. Six hours of sleep. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d slept that long. Methamphetamine is a wonder for getting through the day, but it’s a bitch at bedtime. Long nights, afraid to close my eyes and see the distorted faces that haunted me each night. Back then, I felt lucky if I could fall into a fitful doze for a few hours. I would wake feeling tired, but a line or tw...
Star Shooting
“It looks amazing, doesn’t it?”The grass crinkled beneath the two of them as Emma rolled over to face her boyfriend. They had themselves set up on a vast field of plant life lit only by the light of the full moon. Luckily, the two of them found themselves completely alone, giving them the opportunity to gaze upon the stars without distraction.“It actually kind of does. I can’t say I expected that, considering your track history with date ideas…” Artemis snickered to himself as his love scoffed and slapped him playfully on the shoulder.Artemis mumbled some half-serious apology and pulled ...
Wait. What?
My skin felt like it was barely keeping every emotion bottled up as I made my way down the hallway to my sister’s office. My interview with Margery Grant, the hiring manager for a legal proofreader position I applied to, went extraordinarily well. For the first time in a long time, I felt like maybe my lifewww.onedoor.cc was headed in the right direction. “Hi,” I greeted Lydia with a contented sigh. I drifted into her office to one of the two chairs facing her desk as if I floated in on a cloud. “Hi,” she replied, a curious eyebrow arcing as she eyed me over. “What’s up with you?”I hunched my shoulders as I...