Mildred Banks Loses Everything_Do you take Truth or Dare?_All For It_No Judgement
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Mildred Banks Loses Everything
The Banks family, like so many others, were undoubtedly miserable.Walter Banks, the head of the household, was a cruel man. He was a corrupt businessman that wanted nothing more than to make a profit at the expense of well meaning families who truly cannot stand to lose said money. He inherited a fortune as a young man, and learned how easy it is to fall victim to greed. He didn’t do anything if it didn’t help him accumulate some amount of wealth, especially if it made others lose their money. For all intents and purposes, he was no more than a paycheck to his wife and child. He was rarely hom...
Do you take Truth or Dare?
Sam threw an empty can at Tom, "Dork, pass me the popcorn." In a dull demeanor, Tom continued to surf through Netflix, ignoring Sam. Sam yelled, "Hey, fart-face, Can't you hear me?" Mike interjected, "Tom doesn't listen to jackasses." Mike then hooted and laughed, making Sam's face red with embarrassment and anger. Milly stood up, "Cut it off, guys," and passed popcorn to Sam. Mike jeered, "I present to you all the mother of our group, Milly." Milly made a hopeless attempt to fake laugh and replied, "This mother was there when you had shit your pants last year and needed someone to phone you...
All For It
You are going to think I’m crazy, but I’m thinking to myself. In other words, if you were to read my mind, it’d go like this: My name is Knick-Knack. I live for Japan’s fresh, new scent of cherry blossoms and walks around Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden—ever since my missionary parents announced we were moving to Tokyo. But I can’t stand its lights, people, traffic and honking cars. It’s just so much. So much like my parents. Who pressure me to succeed. That’s why I glare at others when I walk down the crazy-busy streets to my restaurant job at the Nina Shinjuku Ajito. I hold my...
No Judgement
TW: addiction, violence Grace remembers the women at the fabric storwww.onedoor.cce talking about the Ramsey family, trailer trash they said. Mother and father with three little ones. The bank took their house. The Ramseys left in the middle of the night and took nothing with them. The townspeople carried out a good sofa. A set of twin beds. A high chair and crib. The pictures from their mantel were thrown in the garbage. Grace had taken the dishes. Even so, Greenhills Pennsylvania had a certain nostalgia to it. Grace Berman had grown up there; moved away from the white bread community and its meddlesome go...