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Weekly Contest #79
The saying that blood is thicker than water is a crock. While physiological speaking it is very true, yet when it comes to family at least in my experience it is only true for one, my sister Syd. With five years between us at twenty-one she is working on her masters at Northeastern, that is where I am going. After living in multiple countries throughout the world as well as forty-eight out of the fifty states, they have left again sending me to Syd after what happened with my eyes. Closing them as the plane begins to descend at sixteen I am ...
Weekly Contest #77
The saying goes that the night is darkest before the dawn, but watching the sun break the darkness into the light, I would disagree. Especially with the snow reflecting the light as it drifts to cover everything it touches. Walking over I pour another cup of coffee. My sapphire blue eyes shoot back to the window when I hear the cry. Knowing that cry, it is one that I have heard often, so have the predators that keep to the forest. Walking back to the window my reflection stares right back at me. I look like the shell of what I once was. My e...
Weekly Contest #73
The alarm was sounding, you had set the tone to the Howler Monkey because you knew that it would wake you. It also was funny to see people jump when it went off as your ringtone. Stretching you reach for your cell on the bedside table. Sliding the icon over to silence your alarm you groaned, Christmas Eve. Shaking your head you toss your warm down comforter off. Sitting up you place your feet on the old solid oak floor, the chill jolting you fully awake. Getting up you wrap your thick red terry cloth robe tightly around you. Heading downstai...
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