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Dear Ms. Miller, Remember me? Itâs Ian, from English class, 2016. I donât blame you if you donât, it must be so hard to keep track of all your past students with all the work you have to doâthose essays donât grade themselves! Remember when you always said that to us? I do. Itâs February now, hopefully the ones your kids submitted in November are almost done. Oh, please pardon me, I forgot how busy you ar...
âThey say when you reach the top, you can raise your hand toward the sky and shake hands with God,â Reverend Paul Hume said to Zack in fragments, broken up by large gulps of air. The trail was steep and dotted with roots and rocks which Paul had to take extra care not to trip over, as he would certainly tumble a long way down before coming to a stop. With each step of his right foot, he stabbed the end of his hiking pole...
In a town not too close yet not too farâwhat would best be described as an inconvenient drive awayâI experienced the distinct misfortune of meeting a couple by the name of Fella and Darling Collins. They are in their house right now; I am safe in a hotel room. In the interest of maintaining my safety, however, I shall not name the hotel nor its location until my second draft. It is not my intention to disparage them, as it is not my place to speak ill of anotherâs, letâs say, tradition, but it is my duty to recount the events as they occu...
I heard Nana speak, but I didnât understand what she said. It was hard to understand her because I couldnât see her face. Her bed was up on a frame too high for me to see over. The grownups all stood above the bed and looked down at her. I figured out where her face was because all the grownups were looking there. I heard Nana asking to see me but none of the grownups wanted to pick me up.Nana put her arm out over the bed, but the frame was too high and my arms were too short to reach her. I even tried standing on my tippy toes. Na...
ââFinally, if you were foolish enough to jump into a black hole, you would experience the exciting phenomenon called spaghettification. This is when your body gets stretched into a noodle by the extreme tidal forces as you approach the singularity, and youâre eventually torn apart atom by atom. Some would say that itâs the most noble way to go out. In the next chapter, we will calculate how long it will take for...
It was an anxious and desperate night; my sweat fell in torrentsâexcept at occasional intervals, when it was checked by the violent shriek of a middle-aged white woman with an unchecked ego which swept up the aisles (for it is in Walmart that our scene lies), rattling along the plastic toy displays, and fiercely agitating the volatile attitude of the underpaid sixteen-year-old who struggled against the onslaught of last-minute shoppers.There I stood, holding my unopened copy of How to Improve Your Writing in Five Easy Steps
Content Warning: Non-consensual kissing-----did i tell you about him he's mine yes he has to be mine he's all mine yes because i love him and that makes him mine yes all mine yes i told him he was mine because that's how it is and how it will be yes and he said no but i said yes and that means he's mine all mine and he said he had a girlfriend or maybe he didn't i wasn't really listening but he said something that wasn't yes and i just couldn't take it no couldn't take it you know what i mean i just couldnât take it i wanted...
Time is not an arrow, itâs an incomprehensible line that curves smoothly in some places and bends sharply at others. There are intervals where it moves slowly at first and then accelerates to catch up to itself. Time is fickle, it doesnât like to do the same thing over and over. Sometimes it darts onward into the future, sometimes it curls and burrows into the present, and sometimes it loops back and intersects itself i...
PhD student in math, writing in my free time.
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