Fire Station Red_Carrot top_The Beginning of Me and My Extrovert_Krish
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Fire Station Red
He fiddled with the string of his hoodie while I uncapped the fire station red. On the picture of the color at the nail station in Target it was a vibrant red, gleaming and smooth for an effortless polish. In person it was slightly rusty looking, missing the last bit of sheen. I gave it a good shake, but I’d had the color for three years, maybe more, and there was no achieving the equivalent of the brand-new glamour. Maybe it was better that way, closer to an actual fire station years in the running, with little bits of dust and rain and mud stuck to the trucks. I’d really only used it once, p...
Carrot top
"Are you coming tonight?" I thought of what I was doing that night. Nothing. I began responding, "No, I don't think I will" "Come on, Parker, you never want to go out with me! We have been friends for how long? Since we were four? And I think you went out with me a total of 7 times" Quinn has always been a little more extroverted than me. They were the one that always wanted to go to party's. Always wanted to go to clubs. What did I want to do? Stay at home with my cats. I tried to think of what I should respond to that message but, before I could even begin to start typing. "Whatever, I'll be...
The Beginning of Me and My Extrovert
By Chelsea CheathamThere are plenty of ups and downs in being friends with an extrovert. And me, Gia Goodwin, and my friend, Addison Maude, are prime examples. Did I say that I’m an introvert? Yep. Many people who claim to be an introvert have no evidence to back it up. I’ve got evidence. And guess who’s the extrovert. Ding! Who said Addison Maude? How did this come about? Well, I’ll tell you. So, me and Addie have pretty much known each other for half of our entire lives, (being fifteen years, so seven point five or seven in a half years, give or take a few months, but who thinks about that ...
Krish
Krishna Night I tossed from left to right unable to sleep. Visualizing the entire forthcoming events of the next day Iwww.onedoor.cc smiled at myself. It would be a big day for us. Exiting yet emotional. School farewell day. The day which we had always yearned for. The society would no longer call us as "kids". The school principal stood at the dias for the opening speach. There were a series of programs lined up to make our day a special and memorable one. End of the day we'd be receiving a medal and momentum from the school. The certificate distribution and of course photo sessions with the teachers and ...