Extre lessons

In high school I was not exactly the most popular kid but not exactly an outcast. I did keep to myself mostly but had several people I guess I could consider friends by definition. When[…]

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Late work

I can feel hot breath escaping me as my labored, deep gasps slowly bring oxygen to my brain, revealing the environment around me, still blurry, and I try to view my surroundings, a burning pain[…]

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Investment

I placed a platter of cheese, fruit, crackers, and cream cheese on the table and she started eating, trying hard to conceal how hungry she is. I returned to sit where I was, knowing that[…]

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Mother dark

Mother Dark The mother of three children, Mrs. Prim and proper go to church every Sunday, and the loyal wife of a banker, is Beth. Today she wears black leggings, black flats, a long skirt,[…]

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It wasn't me.

This story was difficult for me to write. Not because there's violence or anger. I've done that before. Not because it's dark, although it is. This isn't the first thing I wrote that you weren't[…]

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