Wylee
Who can I confide in? I haven't got any friends. My parents have died. My brothers have all moved far away. I need some advice and don't know where to turn. I want to run away but don't know where to go.
Flee. Again. How could so many students spell "flea" wrong? Were they doing it on purpose? Teaching second grade does have moments that make me want to flee.
How could anyone have known? The breakdown of the whole plan was so unexpected. Everything would have been fine if not for the way things decomposed.
This is what haunts me. Living out of my car, unable to get a job because I have no residential address. Trying to beg for food from all my relatives. . .
That's not the way it was supposed to be. My sister was supposed to live, not die this way.
How would I make my way through this world without my twin sister?
Barren. The word struck her dumb for a moment. This would shame her whole family. Her husband would need to take a second wife. Was there any reason to live now, unable to bear children?
What a quaint little cafe, Marianne thought as she walked past. She didn't know it, but it was only a money-laundering front for the Mafia. Soon she would find that out, though she didn't know that either.
The sun slid behind the hills, leaving streaks of magenta in the evening sky.
At the end of this very long day, I was glad I still had my home and family.
Who knew a metronome could be so expensive? What is a metronome anyway?
Is that like a garden gnome for metropolitan areas? ha ha. I know, not funny. But I'm so tired today I am veering out of my gourd.
Muriel could hardly see the dashboard. She had a vague idea that was not a good thing.
She'd smoked so much weed at the party, she wasn't even sure what day it was. Her boyfriend was supposed to drive her home, but she was sick of waiting for him.
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