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Bud grabbed the brown bag that contained his lunch from Patricia and slammed the door behind him. What did I ever do to deserve this life? He thought to himself. He always considered this particular punishment extreme. All he did was marry his high school sweetheart after he had knocked her up. Hadn’t he done […]
February 13, 2011
by Not Another Gibson Girl
“It’s beautiful here,” Lola said as she looked around the small island. They stood on the white sand looking towards the center of the island. Sea foam collected around their ankles as the aquamarine ocean broke along the shore. “I told you it would be,” the man said as he began to walk up the […]
February 13, 2011
by 1.shekel.thoughts
“Happy birthday, darlin’!” Myca smiled as she threw back the curtains in the windows and a light far too bright penetrated my sleep. “Come on! Get up!!”She walked over to the bed and threw back the down quilt- I no longer had a dark place to hide. “This was much simpl’r when you were a […]
December 21, 2010
by 1.shekel.thoughts
The mind is an awful and powerful tool. Even as a child, I had the gift of seeing the unseen. It was often dismissed as childish imagination or “telling tales” that often led to no supper and a sore bum. The only person that ever took me seriously was Mami, and even then, she kept […]
November 13, 2010
by Not Another Gibson Girl
Our apocalypse started with the animals. They went all “Wild Kingdom” on our collective asses. The clips are mildly entertaining, and put “When Animals Attack” to shame. There were reports of kitties eating grandmothers, Fido chewing on little Jimmy’s face, and the worst, cows in India picking off worshippers. It was a bad case of […]
November 13, 2010
by 1.shekel.thoughts
“Happy birthday, lil miss!” Mami [ma-MY] exclaimed as she threw open the bedroom curtains. She glanced over at the bed expecting to find me still asleep, but I was no where to be found. You see, it was my fifth birthday and, being the grown up I now was, I had gotten up early to […]
October 11, 2010
by the PufflePuck society
Now, just in case you were wondering, the material posted here is the property of the author, and if anyone wants to quote from it, you may– in moderation; but please link back to the original page you got it from. After all, it’s only fair! Meet Whitney! The author is 29 years young, tattooed, […]
February 13, 2011
by Not Another Gibson Girl
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