Life is Blind
“Hello, er…I’m meeting somebody here. Is there a Tim here?” I said, trying to keep my hands steady by burning the purse strap into my palms. “Oh, no, I’m sorry, Miss. Would you like to take a seat at the bar until he arrives?” The host gestured to a lonely bar with a few stray couples and a man in a business suit. “That sounds lovely. Thank...
I hate to say goodbye to Mr. Smith. He’s my teacher and when we hug under Mommy’s watch, I secretly wish her away and that I could stay at school forever in his arms. I can see my Mom’s shoes tap-tap-tapping the sidewalk and that she wants to go now. We’re going on vacation, she keeps repeating to me in a happy voice. “Don’t you remember when we went to the...
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It’s not a dream. It’s not a dream. It’s not a dream. He’s still there. No amount of closing my eyes will make him go away. I’m running out of time. My eye blinks are useless. He’s coming closer. I don’t know what to do. I think I should scream. He’s still at the foot of the bed. His eyes locked with mine. It’s the most unromantic dance of two...
I guess it’s strange to fall in love with fire, but it never burns when you’re in love.
It’s Friday and I’m watching the hands on the clock in the break room. It’s the last break I’ll ever have here. Coincidentally, it’s my birthday and there’s cake and smiling faces. No one knows that I won’t be coming back on Monday, except my boss. She was sad to see me go. I’m a good worker and blah-blah-blah whatever. I won’t miss her or this...