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Closed Book •
Last by: missfcmz on
17 Apr 2012 •
Jessica sighed as she packed her bags. She was a bit short-only 5ft2in, weighing a bit on the heavy side at 193lbs. She had strawberry blond hair and pale skin."Hey, 'ya ready to go and save some birds?", Herald snickered to himself as his head popped around the door. He stood 6ft and weighed 145lbs. He had a gorgeous black hair and kept his mane tamed by slicking on hair gel every morning. His dark brown skin stood out from his green and tan suit. "You ready to admit that pigs can fly?", was her retort. She put on her best smile and turned to him throwing her hands up in exhaust. "Do I have to go?", she whined and collapsed on the bed. He sat down next to her and smiled the smile she had fallen in love with three years ago. "Well, I wish I could go with you." He caressed her left cheek and leaned down to kiss her and stood up. "I've got to get to the office. Try and call me when you get there." He winked at her and left. Jessica lazily got up and watched his car leave. She turned back to her unfinished packing and sighed again. Outside a car horn honked.
the words of love
Closed Book •
Last by: nellyli on
05 Apr 2012 •
Sarah is bored. She is supporting Tom in creating the appropriate questions and answers for crosswordpuzzles in the paper "signs of the world" so what the hell is she doing here? Her Chief, Mrs. Candle, hasnt offered her a better position in the redaction yet, so why have they sent her to this event?
Tom, the journalist, who got Sarah now as personal assistence, seems rather interested and doesnt notice Sarahs desire to just leave this event. He has talked a lot about it the days before,how interesting it would be, so there is obviously little chance of leaving earlier.
Sarah realizes that this frustration evokes hunger, as it happens often in similar situations, so she snaps her bag and prospects for some snackarea where she can feed her stomach.
When Sarah enters the small bistro she finds at a hidden corner of bookshop , Katherine is writing eagerly on her new book, a story about a pianist who finds her love in the keys of a piano, and just shortly lifts her head to see who has entered that lonesome bistro.
The Worst Day of My Life
Open Book •
DS Spring 2012 •
Last by: robalva on
27 Mar 2012 •
Was this implausible series of misfortunate events just a way for fate to bring my ex-husband and I back together again?
Open Book •
Spring 2012 •
Last by: bcarter03 on
25 Mar 2012 •
I walked around aimlessly before sitting in a chair, trying to figure out what my next move was, how was I to uncover the truth??? I hung my head low, ran my hands through my hair and suddenly I heard a faint noise, a light beeping noise that was growing louder and louder by the second. I couldn't get it to stop! I can't figure out where it is coming from!! It's driving me mad, insane, crazy!! I get up and search frantically for the source but I can't find it. How am I ever going to figure out my next move if I can't get this noise out of my head? I run around in circles, pulling at my hair – this has to STOP!