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Posted in Vampire on Oct 26, 2022

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Saturday Morning

Submitted to Contest #131

CW: references to alcohol, mild swearing, and infidelity We all have matching yoga mats, gifted by mom’s ex-husband. Marie rolls hers out, laboriously straightening the rectangular foam to make sure its edges are perfectly flat. Her blocks are stacked right beside it, a tower that would make the parent of any toddler proud. Mine is curled up at the back, and I can’t help but want to kick it a little to the left so that the space between hers and mine is uneven along the length of them. Katie won’t be here until the sessions at least ten mi...

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Band of Brothers, The O'brien's

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BAND OF BROTHER’S, ‘THE O’BRIEN’S’   By Professor Alan Dale Dickinson                      (Copyrighted) CHARLES WARNER Kennedy “Charlie” O’Brien, was an FBI (Federal Bureau of Investigation) Director for the Western Region. And his office was in downtown L.A. (Los Angeles), California.            It was located at the corner of 3rd. and Hope Streets, on top of ‘Bunker ...

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Cry Babies

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Note: Contains violence toward children. Cry Babies. ‘You kids! Bloody wood box is empty. Whose turn is it to fill up the bloody kindling?’ As usual father’s shouts reverberate through a house sleep-warmed, closed off from soon-to-be new day. As a result, any remnant slumber is now shattered. Any time of the day or night might be a time for our father to shout, diminish our skills, or admonish for a job not done. There are no turns in this house, no roster charts with lovely gold star rewards, nor an unwritten accord with child age-appro...

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Our Crazy Mother.

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This context contains sensitive material that refers to Mental Health, Abuse and Trama. There was a time in my life when I thought I had lost her forever; my mother Shannon was diagnosed with bipolar 2 disorder at the age of 18 right after giving birth to me. Which explains why there are five of us. Her impulsiveness led her to get pregnant four more times. I have always wondered how my life would have been if I was an only child. As an adult I have come to terms with the fact that I indeed had to share my life with four other humans, Grow...

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Sisters Forever

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A story of friendship, love, and the bonds of sisterhood told through the eyes of the Collins sisters, Noelle, Naima and Nadia. Noelle I'm the youngest pf the Collins sisters, Naima is the middle sister and Nadia is the oldest sister. We each have different personalities, me being the youngest, I'm the most carefree, happy loving person. Naima isn't as carefree as me. She's the nerd of the family, always reading and writing. Naima is the person you can turn to for anything and everything, and last my older sister Nadia. What can I say abou...

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Brothers

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    The weather was foul that day. It was hot, humid, foggy, and lightly misting. The sun was obscured behind the thick wall of clouds overhead, so Scott drove with his headlights on. He drove slowly on the barely damp road, watching the other cars go by. Occasionally, he would pass by a person walking a dog, or an animal would dart in front of him, and he even saw a group of teenagers hanging out, but mostly his drive was uneventful. Still, he drove slowly. Once he turned into the neighborhood, he slowed down more to look at...

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Unforeseen Consequences

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We sit at the table every night, in the exact same places.  Ma on my right at the head, on the chair with the arm rests, Chaarun on Ma’s right, little Cody next to him, and Coffey next to me. When I’m lying in bed at night, Chaarun asleep beside me, I like to replay dinnertime over and over in my mind. I screw my eyes shut tight and force myself to remember. I’ve done this every night since my 5th birthday. That was 3 years ago because, on my last birthday, my cake had 9 candles. If I don’t remember, I’ll never get my chance to escape. ...

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The value of time

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TW: mild language “So there I was in a bar in Rotterdam. After so many weeks at sea, I was aching for a cold beer on a non-swaying surface. Little did I know, it wouldn’t be long until I would get this ‘battle mark’ on my eye.”  Leaned back in his armchair, cross legged and gesticulating, Bryan was entertaining his brothers with his sailing stories. Moving his arms around, the ice inside the whiskey glass created the melody and the Cuban cigar he bought after docking in Havana, acted like his baton.  “I can remember like it ...

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Moving Forward

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I slip and fall on my back. This is the fourth time today. I sigh and just stare at the sky. “You all right, little bro?” Julien asks. I raise my head and look ahead at my two older brothers. They have both stopped and waited patiently. Julien was smirking. Tyler looked a little more concerned. “Yea.” I struggle to standing again, heaving the heavy backpack, and slipping on the mud a few times more before I am upright. The birds chirp mockingly in the trees as if they are laughing at me. I send a glare upwards.Julian chuckles. “You...

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Clementines

Submitted to Contest #131

I thought nobody lived on Sweetfeather Lane anymore. The man with deep lines in his face seemed just as surprised to see someone else, but he didn’t seem to be bothered by it. Tattered briefcase in one hand, newspaper in the other, he made slow, heavy steps down the fractured sidewalk, until he came to the house. The tire swing was the only real thing that made it stand out from the rest of the run-down row of cookie cutter shacks. That, and the big, blackened patch that trailed down the chimney and around one of the upstairs windows. Where ...

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Nine Rosy Noses and a Dragon

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Nine brothers—a full baseball team. From ages seven to eighteen, their presence turned a group into a crowd. Each personality differed from the rest, making it impossible for anyone to mix them up. Even the twins, Reece and Rivers, made sure no one dared mistake one for the other. Each day was a new, undiscovered game to be discovered. Though they all favored their own sports in their own seasons, spring was the time when all schedules aligned—baseball season. Arlo, nine and a half years old, stood over home plate. It was after school, just...

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Queen

Submitted to Contest #131

An embrace from my siblings was rare so that’s why when Roger hugged me I couldn’t help but let my tears flow. He was always the one to console us after my brothers and I would get beaten by our father. He didn’t endure nearly as much of the abuse Brian, John, and I got. Roger was the favorite. Never said aloud, but we all knew the unspoken truth. He was the protector of us all. So it surprised me when years later after escaping our father’s grip he would say things such as, You guys did it to yourselves, You were asking for it, or my person...

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Sisters

Submitted to Contest #131

Long ago, there were three sisters, Virginia, Doris, and Alice. They lived in the small town of Piqua, Ohio north of Dayton, Ohio. Alice was the youngest of the three girls. Virginia was the oldest of the three with Doris being the middle sister. When Alice was about six months old, her mother, Carol, contracted the pandemic Spanish Flu and died. This meant that Alice’s father, Sam, was left to raise her. He very quickly discovered that he was incapable of raising a baby girl. Primarily a result of his alco...

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The Three of Us

Submitted to Contest #131

Britney Vance, Sharon King, and Kari Lewis were not blood sisters, but they were as close as blood as anyone could be. Ever since they were in the sixth grade they had done everything together, always had each other’s backs, and kept each other’s secrets. They had passed the title of best friends years ago and took on the title of sisters. They had been doing annual girls vacations since they had graduated high school, about four years ago. What they never expected was what would happen on this trip that would forever change their lives. ...

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A Reconnection Session

Submitted to Contest #131

“Dr. Richards, Ms. Sanchez is here to see you.” The woman looks up from the printer towards the secretary.  “Did she bring anyone with her?” The young woman nodded, “yes, her sisters, I believe.” “Excellent!” the woman exclaims, “go ahead and sit them in my office, and I’ll be there shortly.” The secretary turns with the click of heels around a corner. With a light beep, Dr. Richards quickly collects the pages from the printer tray and makes her way back to her office. Today was an important session for her current client. Her sess...

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