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Yam Andrenalina White

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The Grand Canyon or The Mount Everest

Yam Andrenalina White

Submitted to Contest #235

When someone’s heart breaks, so does a piece of the world. A crack in the pavement, a valley, or even an earthquake. Likewise, when someone’s heart is repaired, so is the earth.Will this be a story of the creation of the Grand Canyon, or will it be the creation of Mount Everest?Will his heart be found or lost?…..I loved plentifully, but it was only seven souls in the whole world that I loved deeply.Mama squeezed my legs as I groaned in pain and relief.“Caius, my boy, you may love your dreams more than yourself, but I don’t love anything more...

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The loudest Screams.

Yam Andrenalina White

You came to life in my arms, Between the brown pages, blossomed from the curve of your letters and speaking to me with every flip of the page. It’s raining and it’s dark. Here I am, sitting by the windowsill, reading in the constant blaze of lightning above. I refuse to turn on my bulbs. You come more alive in the dark than in the light. The bright sunlight in the park doesn’t spark you to life. It is the cold and dark corner of my bedroom with the dim light, lighting only one word at a time - that springs you to life. “Who are you?” I const...

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Sakura : Season of life

Yam Andrenalina White

I ran across the street to reach Sobo Rikai's Floral shop. There are many florists across Tokyo. But Sobo Rikai's flowers are different. Sobo Rikai is not my biological grandma. But she is the only one I've ever known. She is the only family I've had. "Ai!" she called, her mouth and eyes smiling. "Sobo!" I smiled back, waving. "So, what brings you to me so early in the morning, Shin'ainaru?" She asks. "Nothing," I say, letting all the truth spill in my voice. "Shimizu Ai" She addresses me by my full name. "Sobooo..."...

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Antonyms

Yam Andrenalina White

It's like sleep and your mind are two possessive people, and you are their lover.The words and conversations of that day kept playing in my mind on repeat. Frustrated, I put on my earphones. My thoughts finally died when the music was louder than them. I finally felt a flicker of sleep in my eyes. I pulled my bedsheet closer, prepared to give my mind some rest. That's when my alarm clock shook me from the little sleep I had in me. Such an irritating sound, I thought. I threw my blanket away and blasted into the bathroom. No matter how clean ...

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