lemondropskid
Yesterday when I walked I felt alone. Walking is something that we do when we don't know what else to do. When you walk, you put one foot in front of the other but actually you don't even think about it. When he walked that day his mind escaped and he turned into a swan.
She was swimming in her own misery. She knew that in order to get out of this, she had to pick herself up and move forward. But then why did the water feel so good?
'Wild horses', she thought, brushing the hair out of her eyes. It was a mantra, a saying, something to get her through the days in the cubicle. But lately it had become as dull as the office around her.
Cheek-to-cheek we danced. I inhaled, breathing her in, my arms wrapping tighter around her. It was just us, the stars, the moonlight. No one to care at the sight of us. Two girls. In love.
Her skin was bronze and her legs were lean. Meredith sighed and shut her book. She folded her beach chair and tucked a lone hair behind her ear. It was no use. She would never look like that.
She was wearing a scoop neck shirt. I only knew that because I had spent the morning flipping through a JC Penney's catalogue. She looked incredible. And I knew right then...I had to have her.
The store wouldn't generate income no matter what we tried. We had poured our life savings into opening the toy store and yet no one was coming. What had happened to all the children?
It was said to be one of the greatest myths of all time. But Angela couldn't even be bothered to open the book, such was her depression that fall morning.
It was the end of another long, summer day. Carol couldn't think of anything she would rather do then sit in the mud that had formed from the afternoon storm. And wait for her to come back.
I felt like a pawn in her game. As she got the kids ready for school, it seemed as if she had left out traps for me to stumble over, to look like the "bad" parent. And I was beginning to think that maybe I was.
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