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Submitted to Contest #206
Thomas Joel ★☆☆☆☆ The Mayveiw Hotel was one of my first public stays alone. It was unsanitary and grimy, but I managed to cope with long saunters outside. The commute to work (I was on a business trip) was one of the peaceful things I looked forward to. Along with my grievances I thought this place was surly better than others. I was proven wrong I’d like to begin my story with the uplifting part. Or should I say the only reason I gave the place one star. Although the quietness was appreciated, I did think it was a bi...
((Sensitive Content Warning: Suicide, Profanity, Substance Abuse) “Firm belief in the reliability, truth, ability, or strength of someone or something.” At least that’s what google says. To be honest, if this was a published novel or what I’m trying to say is if those first two sentences were in a book then normally the character would follow up with a beautiful saying about trust and what it means to them. I don’t know if trust is even real anymore. It’s like I can’t say anything anymore without the world finding out too. Here’s where my ...
“You know...The first time I saw you my eyes lit up. It was a calm snowy day and nothing, but wonderland surrounded us. I wanted to tell you how I felt right then and there. I thought you were angelic—from the way you smiled to the way you kissed me later that night. Questions arose through my head, and I didn’t know if we were moving too fast or too slow. I wanted to protect you with my life. I’d do anything to protect you. The next day we woke up to the sound of shovels hitting the ground and snow being plowed onto sidewalks. I was tangled...
Submitted to Contest #160
(Sensitive Content Warning: Death/Hints at Suicide) I’ll dance with your soul for now. I’ve always thought you were unique from the way you talk, you dress, and even sleep. You had beautiful eyes, and pretty hair, a wonderful smile, a contagious laugh, and an aura that gave life. I remember staring at you for countless hours, looking into your eyes. Your eyes were unique too, the most beautiful sight I hadmever seen. But when I saw those eyes later that day I didn’t know who you were anymore. Your eyes didn’t sparkle, and shine. There w...
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