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Hi everyone! This story has a bunch of vivid descriptions and eloquence. I hope you enjoy it! The European storefront smelt of concrete and lemony tea. A shelf of designed teacups, tea kettles, and miniature sculptures lay aligned perfectly in the display windows. The same perennial mirror with floral designs came back out at the center of the display case. It was a decor, not for sale, but with the new vintag...
Hi Everyone! For all the fall lovers, this story is a great upcoming autumn story to get in the cinnamon breeze mood, enjoy this heartwarming story warmer than your apple cider! The Apple of My Eye My rusting mustang pulled up in the dusted parking lot, squeezing in between two black vehicles beside. No one had picked this last outlier due to the fair amount of residue left from last ni...
Hi everyone, enjoy this story about a new cat owner learning the ropes! This story is partially inspired by my childhood as a cat owner. Enjoy! Mans BETTER FRIEND A dog, mans ‘best friend’, well my best friend must be french fries then. I do not have any pets, they say that you can only be a dog person, the ‘supreme pet’, but miraculously, those loyal rats are a bad luck ...
Jeff Walker, is a man who is an accomplice in the murder of a famous head of a large company, due to a person willing to pay a certainly huge price for anyone willing to help him in his evil schemes. Being desperate for a few mere dollars he caved into this evil plan. Most say he was a bloody murderer himself, and in fact, he was, technically, but that was a long three years ago, for a fake side personality, he was a d...
Moral Of Story: “You never know who can be an amazing friend.” An old woman, hair frayed like a rope, skin wrinkled like a fish’s scales had pondered out to a quiet and peaceful suburban neighborhood, her intentions not noted by any of the residents of the neighborhood. She strolled the sidewalk with only a pastel vintage tote bag and a cheerful young smile. She had reflected the energy of a child although at s...
Lyra Triftens, a part time artist and fast food employee, a young insecurely minded young adult, who was trying to pursue art, though it wasn’t her parents intended career path. Her stupendously realistic drawings, although of great talent, did not seem to be doing well socially. Her drawings of dark, menacingly scary places or people, were not a popular choice for living room decor. Her minimum wage job was doing bette...
“My heart burns to be with you, like a willow’s wood.” it read in the last line of his letter sent to me from the military. My eyes are still flooding with tears as I gazed over the letter again. It's been about four to five weeks since he passed, the rent is short, I’m on the verge of being fired, and this horrible accident has set a large fence in front of my path, my dreams, and my happiness. My phon...
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