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It is funny to me how three weeks ago (which feels like three years ago) I was coming here to get hair ties. Leah wouldn’t stop badgering me about how all my hair ties were stretched out and worn and that one day they would snap. I decided to just toon her out like I usually do most days, and took the drive over to “The Corner Store”. I needed privacy at the time, the solitude of being alone in the car, but right now I would give anything to see Leah again. I had no idea where she was or if she was even still alive. That was the scarie...
Submitted to Contest #30
“If you take the pill, you will see him again,” The girl told me. I didn’t want to take it because I knew what the consequences were. I saw what the addiction had done to my mom. But I missed him more than I could handle and I was grasping at straws for survival. Ever since Alex was killed I have felt like I was losing my mind. He was the only one who wanted to survive this world with me. He was the only one who wanted to actually make it without falling victim to the pill and was I about to give that all up to see his face one m...
Submitted to Contest #23
I used to come to this cabin with my Father and Sister when we were young. Father would teach us how to cut a hole in the ice that was just outside of the cabin. I could see the frozen lake from my bedroom window. Sister and I used to share the room and Father always took the couch. The cabin never had heating, but Father used to bring space heaters. Father would make us hot chocolate (he would have a coffee, always black) and then he would make sure we were in the window so when he would go back out to fish he could keep an eye on us. Siste...
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