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Lee-Anne Lenore Archibald

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2023

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Bomb man

I sat there in the dead of winter, freezing my butt off. I was looking at this strange statue. My fingers and toes getting more numb as the cold set in. Drawing out the heat, from all over me. My breath crystalized in mid air, the kind of cold only a true Canadian knew the depth of. It sank into your bones. It crept through your jacket if it was to thin, and us Canadians, knew the difference between a parka and a jacket. Jackets weren't for winter, winter parkas were. If you could get a Northern goose( or afford one) you wouldn't have the ch...

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I Do

My voices, my voices always telling me things. Things that I love. I know I'm a psychic. I know these things will come true. I know in not schitzophrenic. The doctors dont have a blood test, that tells me so. Until then I am completely sane. Whether or not the doctors know it, all my voices care for me, and me for them. In fact one of them really wants a relationship with me I just know it.It started when I was in the bathtub. He kept saying, " okay here it goes, will you marry me" a sweet Male voice said. I thought about it. Wondering who t...

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Believe

He was the founder, and corporate owner of the organization. He believed in " the power of man his whole life". His 55 bazillion dollar companies , were a testimony to his talent at business, and his leadership qualities ,were an example of the power in man, and of man.He was the leader of a world wide church. His church was almost treated like a corporation, but yet was a church. Many people loved him. He was adored by all that knew him. His faith never waivered, and he treated the church' money, the same as the man in the previous paragrap...

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My fateful fates

I have escaped fate more than once. You could say I'm just like a cat, I have (I'm pretty sure) nine lives.One of them was a car accident my boyfriend and I were sharing a candy. My candy over to him. I was successfully slipping it into his mouth from mine and he looked over at me like he always did, like I was the sexiest woman he'd ever seen, that in fact, ever lived. He hit the meridian at fifty kilometers an hour and wrecked his pick up truck. Pucker up we say to each other everytime we go passed that street.The first time I recall almo...

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