Fiction

Apr 08, 2012 15:21

I looked out at the sudden snowstorm. It hadn't snowed in weeks so the ground had been mushy and brown. Now it couldn't be seen from the snow flying. There was a wail of a siren and suddenly there was a Town pickup truck in my screened porch and what looked like a run-away semi track in my yard ( Read more... )

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hayley_rivera August 5 2012, 05:12:28 UTC
Seem's you're the only one from Ridgecroft who has updated their journal within the past year. Although, I can't figure out who you are...?

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cymrullewes August 5 2012, 23:55:25 UTC
Oh, honey, you have made so many assumptions.

Did you read my user profile? I graduated in 1994.

There's no reason you should be able to figure out who I am. You started attending Ridgecroft at the same time my eldest daughter was starting kindergarten.

So yes, people can escape Ahoskie. People can escape North Carolina. Escaping the East Coast is more difficult.

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hayley_rivera August 6 2012, 01:05:13 UTC
All of my classmates talk about how they are just fine staying here after they graduate high school. I mean I guess that's cool. To each their own, right? But I just want...more, ya know?

Who's your daughter? Did/does she go to RHS?

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cymrullewes August 6 2012, 02:01:20 UTC
http://cymrullewes.livejournal.com/profile

See, it says I live in the Lakes Region of NH. 800 miles away from Ridgecroft School. Who told you that it is Ridgecroft High School?

Is Coach Cobbs there or did he retire when Mrs. Harrell did?

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