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Incomplete.
you remember the first time you ever saw her smile. it was bright and real and made the edges of her eyes crinkle. you had no idea what it was she was smiling about; you were observing from afar. but you knew then and there that she was it.
now you stand beside her, leaning on a brick wall as she takes a long, reproachful drag of a cigarette, as if ( Read more... ) -
Now is the winter of our discontent.
He goes because he has to.
Because, he rationalizes, because he doesn't like hurting people. His intentions are never malevolent or spiteful or greedy. As he's tugging his shirt over his head he thinks this; thinks, as he looks upon the sleeping figure, thinks that this is what's right. Somewhere buried, though, in the corners of his ( Read more... ) -
Alex
writer's craft project. write a short story.
( If there was ever a girl I could fall in love with... ) -
The Card
a beautiful short story by James Ross.
( The only thing I ever got from my old man was a birthday card when I was ten... )