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Seeing a black and white cat in the middle of the sidewalk, I feel nothing but emptiness as my heart skips a beat. I stop for a minute watching the cat run away. I chase after it thinking he'll lead me somewhere interesting. When I round the corner of the sidewalk, I stop. I see the cat slither underneath a gap in the fence. I sigh before walking back. *The next morning, I wake up with an annoying migraine. I place my palm on my forehead while feeling my stomach in knots. I glance to the side and see rain pattering against the window. I look...
[ A sequel to "Betrayed"]Tom“We’re just too different.” I look up from my tea. “What?” “I’m sorry Tom. We’re just not fit for each other.” I bite my lip, feeling nothing but anger. I look up at her. “Because of him, huh?” “Who?” “You know who, Owen.” She shakes her head but I know she’s lying. I stand up, furious. “I’m leaving,” I say before storming off. “Tom, I-” I don’t dare look back. *I dig my fingers into the steering wheel. I check myself in the rearview mirror. My eyes are bloods...
 T/W: sexual references, subtle violenceThe house is located in the middle of nowhere. Its exterior is a bland color and the roof is a gray wood with a chimney jutting out. It has a veranda with two chairs sitting across each other. Clouds overhead are still as a girl opens the door violently. She looks from side to side before running straight across. She leaps over the pointed fence and in the process, scrapes her knee. She collapses on the grass before picking herself up and running. A rush of adrenaline shoots through her as sh...
“Are you okay?” “No, I’m not.” “Why?” “I don’t want to talk about it” “Come on. Tell me.” “Well, I lost a lot of money.” “Let me guess, gambling?” “Yeah, Kate’s gonna be furious with me.” “Of course she is. You promised her that you would stop this habit of yours.” “Stop reminding me. I’m already stressed enough as it is.” “Daniel, you brought this one on yourself. Now drink your spritzer.” “I told you; I hate spritzers.” “Well, I bought one for you. You should thank me.”“No thank y...
I turn over in bed and stare at the fox music box on my nightstand. The front has a fox’s head with a big tail behind it. Intricate designs are around the fox and on top of the box is my name etched. I grab the box and sit up, lifting the top of it. Inside are my black beaded bracelet, my dad’s golden watch, a photo of my dad when he was a child and a sapphire pendant. I fish the photo of my dad and take a closer look at it. He has the same features as I had when I was a child. I remember the day Dad gave me this music box. “Tom, I want...
T/W: cheatingOwenI slide the door and walk outside the balcony. I always do this every day, because I love looking at the sky and birds passing by. I sit down on the chair to my right and I put my mug on the little table beside me. I sit back and bring my hands together as I look at the sky. I hear a door sliding and when I look across, I see Olivia stepping out. Olivia and Daniel Wilson are the owners of the house across from me and they seem to be happily married from what I have seen. I mean, they give each other affectionate nicknames(li...
Calvin momentarily looked at Mr. Johnston before turning his glance to the gray walls surrounding him. Calvin hummed a tune for a bit before Mr. Johnston stopped in front of an elevator. He pushed the up button and waited for a few seconds. He occasionally glanced at Calvin who was busy looking at the side.  “Let’s hope he isn’t too much trouble,” Mr. Johnston thought as the elevator doors slid open. “Go in,” he gestured to Calvin who walked in cautiously. Calvin had the urge to bite his nails but he relented. Mr. Johnston...
T/W: mentions abuse and language. My mind keeps thinking about why I have to deal with noisy neighbors. I thought that living in an apartment complex would be exciting but now that I have noisy neighbors, I think otherwise. I swing my legs out of the bed and snuggle my feet into my cat slippers. I grab my blankets and car keys before advancing slowly towards my door. I close the door behind me quietly and pass by apartment #25, the only apartment next to mine on this floor. I step downstairs, whilst glancing at my watch. 1:30 am.&n...
Calvin didn’t know if he was joking or not. He didn’t want anyone to joke around with him. He really wanted to know his identity. “A soldier? Sir, I think you’re wrong,” Calvin replied as the man shook his head. “No I’m not,” the man said with assurance when the door suddenly opened. A man emerged from the doorway and he had a white coat on. He had dark brown hair with a set of brown eyes. There were also some apparent freckles decorated on his face. Attached to his coat was a badge that bore the name Dr. Joshua Hopper. So tha...
Calvin stared at the big clock before him. “It’s so unnerving,” Calvin said. “Are you okay, son?” His father looked at him closely. “Yes, I’m fine. I’m just worried, that’s all.” “Well don’t be son, you are doing this for an important reason remember?” Calvin’s reminded him, before settling down to read a magazine Calvin inherited his father's blonde hair, brown eyes, and wide grin. The grin had been less evident since the death of his mother. After Calvin was paging through the magazine, the big black doors opened. A tall man...
Prologue:Â March 22nd, 2017I decided to write in a journal because I wanted to write down my thoughts. I hope I can confide in you and tell you my innermost feelings. Without further ado, let's begin!March 23rd, 2017It was a trip to Walmart when I saw you. You were a black bounded journal that had a sticker on it reading: "Pen+Gear Journal" I took off the sticker and instead place one of the personalized stickers that I had in my coloring box. My aunt likes to journal her thoughts so I was deeply inspired to do the same. I remember visit...
“Are you there, God? It's me, Mark. Well, I wanted to speak to you for you to give me strength. To give me endurance. Amen.” *Mark woke up to the piercing ringing of his alarm clock. He slammed the alarm clock as he groaned, getting up to change. He wearily opened his eyes as he saw his clothes in the closet. “Uh I don’t want to go to school,” Mark said under his breath as he got out his black shirt. Mark liked wearing black clothing. Even though he knew it made him look like a freak, Mark liked to wear black because it makes ...
John Zubonis was driving towards Mackenzie, AZ looking at the scenery. John originally wanted to stay at a hotel in Tucson but decided to go to Mackenzie. John wanted to go to Tuscon originally to get away from the house. It had been months since John ever got out of the house. He was saddened by the separation between him and Margaret. They started out fine with them communicating with each other and having a good time until the fights started to happen.Margaret was at the computer and she looked at the amount of money John spent. She ...
“Hey, Walt, where is my suitcase?” Jake asked him as Walt unloaded the last of the luggage. “It should be right beside the door,” Walt replied, as he sat on the couch, exhausted. “Oh, I see it, thanks!” Jake appreciated as he retrieved his luggage. Subsequently, Lisa went inside the chalet. “Hey Walt, thanks for unloading the luggage for us,” Lisa said as she placed a brown box on the ground. “No problem. I should thank you for setting this trip. It’s so good!”“It sure is wonderful so far. I remember my parents and I went...
I sat down on the couch grasping my book and I started to close my eyes. After I opened them, I opened the book and I read the lines. Even though I didn’t quite understand the words being shown, I still wanted to prove to myself that I could read. “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity. . .” I muttered the words as I grabbed my cup of tea from the saucer. I sipped luxuriously as my stomach started to gurgle...
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