Entries By Aimee Naragashi

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secretary

His shirt suddenly felt too constrictive. Or the room was too hot. Or both.

He wasn’t really sure; all he could be sure of was that his boss was definitely trying to kill him.

The new secretary bent over again. Did she have to keep dropping that pen?

Posted By Aimee Naragashi On 08.27.2011 @ 8:48 pm

amuse

She laughed at his awkward attempts to provide some… reprieve from their current situation. It was a nice sentiment, amusing in a vague, distorted way. She could see the humour, but it was offset by the gravity of their predicament.

Posted By Aimee Naragashi On 07.28.2011 @ 11:39 pm

skeleton

There were some… skeletons in the closet, per say, and by skeletons I mean, of course, corpses of her former boyfriends. Honestly, it’s a wonder she hadn’t gotten caught until now. Half the football team must’ve been in there.

Posted By Aimee Naragashi On 07.23.2011 @ 11:43 pm

violent

She didn’t know when it had become like this, really. The years sort of blurred together in her head… Concussions and contusions hadn’t really helped to that end, either.

It was all dangerous…It was all her life. She wouldn’t change it for the world, regardless.

Posted By Aimee Naragashi On 07.20.2011 @ 10:46 pm

chalkboard

I can still remember the skritch-scratch noise the chalk made on my highschool’s math class chalkboard. It’s like the sound’s permanently ingrained itself into my very soul.

Well, not exactly. Maybe I’m exaggerating. A little.

Posted By Aimee Naragashi On 06.04.2011 @ 11:05 pm