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The city buzzed with the sound of cars zooming, horns honking and laughter. Music played in the distance. The stop light turned red, the signal to cross lit up. People hurried to cross the street before the light switched to green. Natalie was on her way to the office for another mundane day of crunching numbers and annoying co-workers. As she hurried she bumped into a man. "Excuse me!" he screeched as he took a double take. He knocked her purse to the ground. He paused took a glance at the crosswalk light, there w...
You don’t know me, and you never will, because I don’t know myself, and that’s what frightens us so much about life, isn’t it? That’s the reason we go to therapy or have friends, to discover ourselves. You don’t know me, and you don’t want to. Why? Because I am a boy who is silent in the halls. I am the boy who is afraid to say the wrong thing so much that I only talk when someone listens. But you know this, don’t you? You’ve spoken to me because we were babies together onc...
Many years ago, I found something out. I found out that if you put two Weetabix into a bowl in just the right way, they make a heart shape. You might think that’s daft. ‘Silly old beggar,’ you might be thinking. ‘What’s that sort of nonsense about?’ That’s the trouble with you young ones. The first thing that doesn’t fit in with how you see things and off it goes, into the bin, dismissed. But get this. This is not your story. It’s mine. Mine and hers. I’m offering you the telling of it...
Growing up I always heard the term "Love at First Sight" but I was not even thinking about "Love". They always said you don't need to look for love, it will find you....I thought that was funny, I laughed and went on playing with my friends. As I grew up, things started changing, my thinking, my body, my mind and they way I thought about things. I started noticing boys more and thinking how some of them were so cute, having these feelings that I couldn't explain. Then one day I was sitting on the front porch of my Ga...
“In the past?”, Elizabeth Williams repeated in a tone that did not particularly imply that she found the twist to be incredible. “But why?”David cleared his throat, taken aback by the unexpected question. What is that supposed to mean, he didn’t ask, and instead chose to let his eyes wander around the small office, just in case the cold, dead, empty walls would like to provide him with an answer.“Well”, he started, horrified at how blank his mind was, “because it changes things, doesn’t it...
The walls of the shabby apartment shook with her sobs, but he knew he had no right to cross the creaky floorboards and comfort her. Her hands pressed against her swollen belly as she stumbled to lean against the paint peeling off the wall. He didn't make a move to steady her. "How could you?" It wasn't the first time that hour she had shrieked the words, but it was the first time he found the strength to answer. The remains of his phone, broken against the wall by her hand, coated the sparse carpet b...
Everyone in the bank flinched and several fell down to the floor from the sheer force of the explosion. Cassidy and I strolled in through the gaping hole in the wall that was clouded with smoke. We stopped just outside of the majority of the smoke and Cassidy stuck his pistol straight into the air and fired off a single shot causing everyone in the vicinity to flinch once again. I think one lady even yelped.
“Next stop; 53rd street.” The grainy speakers blasted out into the crowded cart. The two girls made their way to the door, preparing to get off. The brakes screeched as the cart came to a stop. The doors opened, and the duo stepped out into the busy station. For New York’s annual Pride Parade, it was pretty tame. But as soon as they stepped out of the station, they were flooded with colors lining the streets. “If we go down 5th ave, we can stand to the side and watch the parade. We also have to meet up with Ty, Spencer, and e...
There she was. She came back home early again that day. I greeted her at the front door, but I was ignored like every other day. My only wish was for her to look at me. Even once. Even for a second. That was all that I wanted. She walked past me and threw herself onto my—hers now—couch. I sat next to her, but she didn’t care. She closed her eyes, her breath slow. Her face was now free from all stress from work, calm and relaxed like a refreshing end to the day....
Anna was a petite, blonde haired 17 year old girl. Most people would think she would be popular but those assumptions were false. Anna loved being by herself. In fact she spent all of her time reading and writing books. She grew up in a broken household. Her father walked out on her mom when she was five years old. One day she was walking to class and she meet eyes with the star football player. His name was Josh and he had a girlfriend. His girlfriend was the head of the cheerleading team and...
They were having dinner at Olivio’s when Miguel asked Tessie to be his girlfriend. Having a boyfriend at the age of sixty-two struck her as silly, something meant for a much younger person and not a grandmother. “What do you say, Tessie?” he asked. The creases around his eyes deepened in the candlelight. He was a handsome man who spoke with a smooth, elegant Spanish accent, the veritable heartthrob of the Elderberry Senior Center, where they’d met a year ag...
“He looks like he needs a hug mom!” Leo shouted, pointing towards the hippo paddling across the murky waters of its personal swimming pool. “I think he just needs a friend,” Leo’s mom responded in a mumble. Her eyes drifted from her son and looked over to the rhino enclosure behind them. Leo was at the age where he believed the world revolved around him and he was indestructible, so he did not ...
Silla hopped aboard the Warrensburg train at the last minute. She could not miss her trip to her best friend’s house. Silla was going there, she knew, as the short and shaggy-haired woman sat down with her small leather purse on a chair opposite the closing train doors, to discuss Bob’s love for her but her disinterest in him. He genuinely loved her. Even expressed that he had worked up the courage to possibly date her and even propose to her soon. However, Silla had politely declined, but she had been doing so for long enough. Bob just ...
A thin curl of lemon colored icing oozed from the metal tip of Avery’s pastry bag onto the scraped smooth blanket of frosting. She completed the daffodil’s last petal and stepped back. The cake, destined for a housewarming party for one of the ritzier families in town, sat on the gleaming granite countertop. She nudged the cake stand a bit to the side and ran...
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