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The sweat gathering on the edges of my temple finally fell, travelling from my head to the floor in less milliseconds than I had minutes to choose. 37 or 49? The people who had chosen before me had all made their decisions within the allotted three minutes but now that it was my turn, I couldn’t see how such a big decision could be made with such little time. I told myself to think, to find a...
WARNING: This story contains some sensitive material. At 11:49 AM on the morning of Thursday, September 17, 2020, Julie Bradworth bought a cherry popsicle from a very smiley woman in her school cafeteria as part of a music department fundraiser. She gave the woman the dollar bill that her mother had given her before she got on the bus that morning, and made sure her voice was very loud and very clear when she sa...
His smile was the same. His eyes crinkled in the same way, the dimple appeared in the same cheek, and his teeth were perfectly white and bright as usual. The only thing out of place was the effect it had on me. In the past, his smile was the quickest way to get me to smile. It also caused the fireworks to go off in my head, my heart to jump into my throat, the butterflies to flutter in my stomach, and every other cli...
When Terrence married my mom, he gave me a room with plastic stars stuck to the ceiling. His daughter had put them up there years ago when she was afraid of the dark, and when she moved out, she left them there for me. They weren’t much, but she had arranged them in constellations so that the Big Dipper was right above my head, Cassiopeia was to my left, and something that looked like Justin Bieber was to my right. They...
The Silver Bullet dodged left and right between the buildings of his city as he chased the hooded figure on the motorcycle. Even though he was flying more than two hundred feet in the air, he could see every detail in the streets below, from the orange lollipop of the little girl in the stroller to the size medium tag that was sticking out of his target’s jeans. His eyes scanned the upcoming intersection, making sure t...
You jerk awake as a burst of thunder causes the entire house to shudder and shake in its foundations. You lay in bed, listening to the rain beating angrily at the windows, hoping it will lull you back to sleep, but no such luck. Even after the lightning and thunder fades and the rain slows to an occasional drip, you lie in bed sleepless. After an hour, you decide to get up and go to the bathroom, knowing that if you had ...
The books were here. The delivery man struggled to bring the big box up the stairs and to the front door but when he did, Jason was there and ready to take the heavy load off his hands. He muttered a quick thank you, closed the door, and sat down in the middle of the hallway to begin tearing open the box. The tape was stubborn but Jason was even more determined and so less than a minute after it was deli...
When I first found out I was pregnant with Daphne, I imagined lots of things. A little hand circling my thumb. A teddy bear best friend. Saturday morning cartoons with cherry poptarts. The first day of preschool with two missing front teeth. Homemade Halloween costumes and a pillowcase full of candy. But I only got one of those. When I held her for the first time, my hand found hers and it may have been my imagination, but her little fingers seemed to softly squeeze my thumb. And in that moment, it was just us. ...
hello there, my name is abby and these are my musings
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