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A mistake you made 10 years ago suddenly comes back to bite you...
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When I got into work on Monday, Terry tasked me with training the new girl. This didn't bother me. For starters, the new girl, Chantal, was very cute. Beyond that, training days were the easiest, seeing as I really didn't do anything. I accepted the task, and it actually made me excited for the day.
As I stated before, Chantal was an absolute knockout. Golden Brown hair, with the faintest wa...
The music was too loud, like a thousand off-key sirens blaring into my ears. I weaved between dozens of figures I barely recognized, their laughter echoing off the walls, blending with the music in a serenade of mockery.
I needed to get away before someone figured out what I had been doing before this.
“Whoa there!”
I paused and glanced up. My vision was already blurring, and I had to wait a...
Almost a decade ago I dated a beautiful girl. She had bright blonde curly hair and the sweetest smile. She was a few years younger then me but we fell in love immediately. I took her to meet my family. My mom showed her pictures of me as a little boy. I met her parents. Her dad loved my jokes. We would sip coffee and talk for hours. I took her to my sister’s house. We sang in the car on the way th...
As she left the house, Sarah’s partner Alex brandished a piece of toast at her.
“Eat it,” they told her, leaving no room for argument. Sarah nodded with a smile, knowing they were right; she had skipped both breakfast and dinner the past two days.
She picked up her purse and threw it over her shoulder as she rushed out the door.
As she neared the bus stop, she quickly scarfed down the toast. Th...
In my defense, I was four years old at the time, and I should not have been left unsupervised. And nobody ever touched the colorful boxes of puzzles on the bottom shelf, they just told me not to touch them. How was I supposed to not play with something that everyone told me not to touch?
When Aunt Bea caught me on the living room floor surrounded by puzzle pieces - stacked, spread out, shoved aro...
as i walked out out of the shop, i got a feeling that something was off. i just continued on with my day though, but i just couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. i racked my mind for something that i could of forgotten at the house or maybe it’s someone’s birthday. but right at that moment i felt someone put their arm around my shoulder. “hey babe, i haven’t seen you in so long it fe...
I turned the pocket knife over in my hands, running my thumb over the intricate design of its handle. Though the knife had long been cleaned, there were still times that I swore I still saw red lodged between the depressions of the wooden handle; times where I swore that I could see her reflection peering over my shoulder when I stared too long into the mirrored edge of the blade.
“Sir, are you ...
The warmth of his hand crawled through her body, making the soft tears dripping from her chin a bit sweeter. It was torture, there was no relief from the way her heart beat between her ribs. After everything that they had felt together, what they had gone through, it was not fair that she had to feel like this.
They were destined to be the ends of Orion’s belt, she thought. They would never touch,...
It’s October 18, 2011 and it’s just now starting to get chilly outside. My new born baby girl arrived a little over a month ago and she is so perfect it’s hard to believe she came from you. Even though I love my child more than life, inside I just feel off. The doctor says it’s post partum depression. I’ve been trying to deal with it by myself but ignoring it just doesn’t seem to be working. So on...
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