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Mary walked from one gloomy room to another, feeling she had awakened from a deep sleep. ‘Is this how Sleeping Beauty felt after years of slumber?’ Still groggy, she struggled to understand. It felt like ages since she felt at peace with herself. Days and weeks passed without definition. ‘What season is this?’
What kept her imprisoned? Certainly not Edward. Despite his faults, he proved himself a...
This was awkward, this should have been a quick, quiet trip. Why did he even decide to drive Katie home after a fight like that? Why is there ever traffic like this? Its 5 in the morning.
“Black Friday sale”, said Katie, “places open at 6”
“You're wondering why there is a traffic jam.” She said
How did she always know what he was thinking…
“Maybe I'm wondering wh...
The holidays... ugh.
The whole season came crashing down on me like a mountain of clothes in a packed up inherited storage unit, leaving me helpless and trapped. Struggling under a mass of responsibility and inability. Life had been that way for a while now, I guess that's not a feeling i can blame solely on the holidays.
I lay here, helpless, motionless, watching. My daughter was turning two, I was watchin...
Christmas is my favorite time of the year! I love shopping for my loved ones!
Jessie Jones, JJ to her friends, was at the mall shopping on Christmas Eve lights marking the last few gifts off of her list and admiring all of the lights and decorations. As she walked through the halls admiring the lights, the laughter of kids, and those yelling at their parents what they wanted, she couldn’t help but think ...
Marion sat on the edge of her freshly made bed. Spring cleaning was a tiresome job and she was happy to rest for a moment and survey her handiwork. The carpet was vacuumed, the curtains pressed and her pillows fluffed to perfection. Even the statue of Virgin Mary looked pleased, sitting serenely on the dusted nightstand next to a carefully placed box of Kleenex.
Marion was not a woman of excess, although...
My head falls into my hands and I groan as the car in front of me slams on their brakes once again for the millionth time. Of course on the most important day of my life not only did my driver cancel on me, but now the traffic is insane and I'm probably going to show up to my own wedding an hour late with my hair and makeup looking like it was done by a caveman. I could almost cry, but I don't. I can't let my mascara run. I can't give the universe the power to say I boohooed on my wedding day - and not a good boohoo.My p...
Mariah Wynn opened her front patio door and there was a medium sized package wrapped in Christmas wrapping on the first step. She thought, "Who sent this? I have not ordered anything." Let me give you a little background on Mariah. She lives in a large city. Mariah is an introvert. She is not a sociable 66 year old. Twenty years ago, she was married but her husband sadly passed away due to cancer absorbing his body. Since the passing of her beloved James, she has not welcomed the company of another man. He was the one and only love of her...
A Strange Package at the Door
George has a Strange Experience
‘There was a knock on the door. The dogs heard it too, as they first barked like mad, and then rushed to the front window to try to find the one who had violated their territory. I was the third and last to get to arrive there By the time I opened the door, there was no sign of the person who had knocked. But the...
As people were entering the Mall they heard something that sounded like gunshots coming from inside the Mall. Evan and his fiance Carol had just come inside the main door, The gunshots started up again and two more shots were heard.
It was 10 AM and the Mall had just opened. As people followed into the main entrance the sounds of gunshots throughout the west side of the mall were strong. The east side of the M...
ACT I - A Familiar Gesture.
Mel calls out to Bo, her overweight and underwhelming cat of a decade.
She follows the faint meowing to the living room.
It's typical of Bo to only acknowledge the "ps ps ps" of his desperate owner from afar and leave it at that, but this time something else held his attention. The front door. Who...no, what...is that out there? In a normal scenario, c...
Annie had always thought the holidays were a beautiful time of year. She had not always viewed them as surviving them. There were happier times; times when she looked forward to the Thanksgiving turkey with family and friends around her table, but those times were long gone. Black Friday took on a different meaning now. She didn't participate in the shopping of that day. There was no joy in this time of year anymor...
There’s no doubt about it. Olga and I are grateful to the state for allowing us to work at the Hotel Cosmos. At our time in life and advanced age, there aren’t many other countries that would look after us in this way. We get to see each other at lunchtime and the chef saves us a plate of the day’s special for our evening meals. If it weren’t for the relentless nature of the work and the freezing cold conditions, we’d be laughing all the way home.#Vladimir is a stubborn old fool, but he’s my silly old fool and aft...
“Beep, Beep, Beep!” My alarm started as the clock hit 9 a.m. I swiped left to dismiss it, keeping my eyes closed. I had done it so many times I didn’t need to see. Then I turned to lay on my back. It had been 2 weeks of ideas to no avail. What do you get your boyfriend for Christmas? I have been struggling with this question for far too long. Now it is November 24th, the day before Thanksgiving, and yet I still have no...
Thanks a lot, Theo,
Sorry for writing so late; I know it has been three years since we last talked. I still remember you and have flashbacks of our little memories. You’ve probably have sent me so many letters, and I might not have received them, or it is just so hard for me to open them. I haven’t forgotten you, Theo, so don’t worry. I will be honest, I do miss you a lot, sometimes I wish you got to sta...
“What would it be?” shouted the tense bartender so I could hear him after I approached the bar.
“Do you have something special for tonight?” I raised my voice, while I was quickly scanning through the hand-written drink list hanging on the wall.
“Just what’s there,” replied the tall, slim barman and nodded towards the blackboard behind him.
“Eh… wait a moment… hmm… One Mosc...
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