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Amara opened her eyes slowly. She wakes with that momentary feeling of forgetting where you are. It takes several blinks this morning, for her post-dream reality to set in. The 9 year old girl is dreery, and so it seems is her world.
The unbearable heat, and humidity seem to sap her of energy more and more, as days pass. Amara is made fully conscious of her surroundings when the smells start to hit her. ...
Thomas rapidly opened the doors to his room, screaming out loudly.
,,Mom where did you put my red shirt? I can’t find it, so obviously you had to put it somewhere!’’
His mother is in the kitchen at this time preparing food for the family. He can clearly hear the sound of glass plates being placed on the table and the smell… the smell that makes everyone hungry - chips coming along with f...
“Five years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the emancipation proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon of light of hope to millions of negro slaves...” My mother said, lowering her voice, and finally stopping. She looked away from the notepad that read-- Martin Luther King Jr’s “I have a dream” speech. I was fast asleep. My mother kissed my forehead and got up from ...
When they put the crowns on our heads, they said I would live through you. Even though the Stillness had killed my mind’s connection to my body, leaving me silent and paralyzed in my quarantine room, it didn’t have to kill my connection with my twin. The mechanical crowns would sustain it.
My eyes were blind, but I’d see what you saw. My body was numb, but I’d feel through your skin. I’d smell through you...
"Starting today, March 16, there will be a nationwide lockdown..." the country's president declared.
My jaw dropped at the announcement. Cristine groaned and complained about what she heard. Sam shouted a protest and Martin stomped their feet towards the chicken to cook our lunch mumbling things that mean complaint with the situation. Sam got back to playing with the kids after the flash news.
Content warning- panic attack
I must have swallowed a snake, somehow, because I can feel it winding round and round my ribcage, squeezing my lungs. It's getting harder to breathe by the minute, and I try to calm down, get the snake to loosen up because, please, I need to breathe.
It's not enough...
What was the definition of that word in today’s world?
Can people truly socialize anymore? Are we social, or has that word lost meaning to other buzz words that enter the pop culture world of celebrities?
Jenny didn’t seem too sure about her social life these days. Like many people in...
Sara pushes her waist-length loose caramel curls to the side as she clasps the back of her silver heart necklace. A gift from one of her past lovers no doubt. Sara’s charming green eyes and her adorable freckles that canvas her pale ivory skin have always attracted attention from the male population. She was the type to get dozens of flowers on valentines day from a multitude of secret admirers. Her popularity contributing to the epidemic.I can see why he chose her, my twin sister.Sara has always been t...
“Are you coming tonight?” Yael asks. It’s phrased as an inquiry, a sentence ending with a question mark that has equally viable answers of ‘yes’ or ‘no’.
But Elizabeth knows better. There is no way she can say no, no matter how much she wants to. The question Yael poses is not really a question. It’s a politely phrased command that is in Elizabeth’s best interest to follow.
"Are you coming tonight?"Varun's text flashed brightly on her phone. A week ago, fresh during the hustle of welcome week at the university, she signed up for the Literature Society's first pub quiz of the year. Why did she sign up? Well, she was a writer after all, obviously naturally drawn to anything that was to do with books. But why EXACTLY did she sign up? What on earth was a pub quiz? She dreaded social situations with strangers, let alone never having gone to a pub.She's only been at university f...
Callie glances up at the clock on the wall as she begins preparing her customer's sub.
Thirty-three more minutes until she could go home, finish her artwork, and possibly watch her favorite show: "Manifest".
"Your total is $10.4--"
"Hey you," a familiar voice calls, tapping Callie's shoul...
Priya looked around. Where was she? It looked like some kind of city. But, it wasn’t New York. Like her hometown, the buildings stood close together. However, this city had much more color and cheer, if it were possible. On the contrary, the inhabitants were dull and lacking color. They were nothing but walking figures of nothingness. Most of them were wearing trench coats, or any coat for that matter. Priya wasn’t sure ...
Soldiers of Solidarity "What's this thing you’ve been passing around for the last ten minutes, boys? What are you looking at?" "Ma'am, you really need to see this, I swear.""Show me?" Mrs Patterson was intrigued. There was nothing spectacular about the photograph in her hands. It was just a photo of their school ...
The air conditioning had gotten way worse when I came home from work. The 100-degree weather was not making things any better, just like the weather forecast claiming it was the hottest summer this part of the country had seen in decades. The landlord was supposed to get someone to come in and fix it during the day, but apparently, he had ‘forgotten’- more likely, ‘not cared’. I mark it in my head to go by the office bef...
I hugged myself and looked out of the car. It felt like every strand of hair in my body rose as we entered Andorra la Vella, the capital of a small and beautiful microstate in Europe. Andorra is bordered by France to the north and Spain to the south.
The car climbed a bit higher, and Aiden, turn to me and smile. "This is the highest capital city in Europe. More than 3,300 feet above sea level."
"Uhuh." I ru...
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