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I normally do not read erotic romances . I think it has to do with when I was in my teens and I read my mom 's romance novels . I always felt like the stories were the same and there wasn 't really anything different in each book . I decided to try an erotic romance again now that I see there are more people writing them and it isn 't just one or two companies doing it . I decided to read The Boss by Abigail Barnette because I love Jenny Trout and Abigail Barnette is her other name that she writes under . I met her at The Novel Experience Event in Las Vegas , NV in 2015 and decided to pick up her book and check it out . It was well worth it . The Boss is a BDSM book about Sophie Scaife . She works at a magazine company and just found out that a man she had a one night stand with is now her
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new boss . Sophie is still attracted to her boss , but she has to worry about being with him or advancing her career . She has to decide to let him dominate her and risk losing her job or advancing her career , but never full unlocking her sexual desires . This book was awesome . I am so glad I decided to read it finally . I am now going to be getting the rest of the books in this 5 part series . The sex wasn 't too extreme for me . I don 't like books that get extremely graphic and it sounds like I am reading porn . The emotions in the books made me feel like I was right there . I felt like this could have been a real relationship between two people . Sophie 's boss , Neil , made me fall in love with him . He felt like someone that was real and knew what he wanted . He wasn 't a jerk or
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I was sitting in the living room at my mom 's house . We were talking about how much she is enjoying her retirement . My mom worked as a comptroller for a non - profit organization . My mom speaks both English and Spanish fluently so throughout her life she has been asked to do some translations . My mom was born in Belize , an English - speaking country . ( In fact , when my mom was born she was a British citizen . ) But as a teenager , my mom joined the Adventist church and wanted to go to an Adventist college to study . The closest one to Belize was in Costa Rica . So at 18 my mother , who spoke no Spanish up to that point , moved to Costa Rica for school . My mother told me that her first semester was tough , but she quickly picked up the new language . By the time she graduated , she
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spoke Spanish fairly well . Then she married a Panamanian and moved to Colón and eventually Panama City . After several years of living in Panama , her Spanish improved even more . She moved to the U . S . Virgin Islands after living in Jamaica and Grand Cayman . She worked mostly in accounting and used her Spanish - speaking skills whenever needed . At first she just translated for visitors in church . Then she started to translate the sermons from Spanish into English while on the pulpit . Then she was asked to translate meetings at work at first from Spanish into English , then from English into Spanish . By the time she moved to Miami , she was well - known for her translating skills . She can translate , rehearsed , as the person is a translating for is speaking . But as head comptrol
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It was a beautiful day . Boo and I had a great morning together . I got the yard mowed , and Boo and The Wiener Dog pretended to be superheroes while the lawn mower played the part of the villain . I had a nice bath and washed the grass off , and only at the very end did Boo attempt to climb in with me and insist on giving me toys . Because , you know , you are being deprived if you have no toys in your bathtub . We made a quick trip to the local grocery store for a jar of mayo . Boo insisted on staying in the car while I ran inside . When I got back , I found him sitting in his seat with his chin on his chest . I asked him what was wrong . No answer . I asked again . No answer . " Booooo ? ? ? ? " A small voice replied " I 'm sleeping , stop bothering me . " I stifled a giggle , then stag
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e whispered to myself " Darn , I can 't give Boo these chicken strips I bought him because he is sleeping . " Grocery store chicken strips are one of his favorite things lately . Chin still on his chest , he reached one hand toward me and said with a sigh " I guess I 'll take them . They help me to stop sleeping sometimes . " Back at home , Boo got busy playing with toys and imagining all sorts of games . His imaginative play is often structured like a computer game , complete with imaginary buttons he invites you to " click . " I knew that the forecast called for storms in the evening . I noted that the clouds had begun to move in . Boo 's normal complete inability to be still for two seconds hyperactivity was even more pronounced than usual . Boo 's Dad arrived home for the first time in
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Turtles , you may or may not know have very specific environmental requirements . Obviously they need a tank , but they also need a basking rock or log and basking light , and finally they need food . They don 't really need love , but they do need their owners to keep them on a schedule . My brother , who is moving out of his apartment tomorrow , but not into the new apartment until Saturday , came over last night with his two turtles and we started a game of musical tanks . Uter has been removed from her tank , and has lost her basking bulb . Today she will have to make do with a regular 60 watt , which will give the illusion of sun , if not the benefits of an actual basking bulb . This is unfortunate but necessary , as I was afraid that putting a basking bulb in the only lamp I had left
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could cause a fire . Johnny Cakes , I know he 's named after some sort of food , but I don 't spend enough time in the states to know what that food thing is , or if he looks like one . He has always made me think of a hamburger , or a Dagwood Sandwich . This picture isn 't the best , but I can tell you that he is easily 3 times bigger than Uter . As such he had to be given the biggest tank . Poor Johnny Cakes , he 's such an easy going turtle , but last night he was headed for a meltdown , too much change , and now to have to spend the day with a dog ( he 's not used to dogs ) . I started to worry so I sent Uncle Tim a text message and he told me that if Johnny Cakes doesn 't settle down I should sing to him , apparently his favourite song is " Let it Be " . It 's funny , who knew that t
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Boundless Joy Arising Ten years ago , my husband and I traveled 5 , 000 miles to Perm , Russia to adopt a 14 month old baby girl . We traveled 5 , 000 miles back home with her to Boston . And then our journey really began . . . I wanted to give you an update on Yelena as she seems to be struggling right now and any help you can give her on this issues would be appreciated . My husband and I have noticed that she is throwing her meds in the toilet . We have been trying to have her swallow them in our presence but mostly she refuses . When questioned about it , she says that she doesn 't want to talk about it . We have told her that if they make her feel odd or bad in any kind of way , she needs to let the doctor know and we can change dosages , etc . We are going to talk to her meds provide
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r about the med situation . I know she hasn 't been taking the Concerta but I am not entirely sure about the others . Last week , she stole $ 40 . from my wallet which was in my locked car in the drive way . She took my keys which I found in the kitchen . I asked her for the money back and she didn 't deny she had taken it . I spent quite a long time with her and she finally said she would write down what happened . She gave me $ 7 . change and said she had the other $ 20 in her pocket . I asked her what she had bought and she told me she had bought a sprite . I told her that was a very expensive drink and she admitted buying a box of cookies at the gas station down the street . I don 't know if she spent the rest of the money or still had it . I asked her to go through her room with me an
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Someone is in for a surprise on Christmas day , which isn 't really a Christmas surprise . A family story ; Voldemort 's re - birth will be ignored . Completely AU , partly OOC , childfic . , mentioning of abuse by the Dursleys . It was on Friday before Christmas during Harry 's sixth year at Hogwarts . The Gryffindor and Slytherin students were just sitting in the Potions classroom for their last lessons before the Christmas holidays . Normally , Professor Snape insisted that they had to work together with their partner , which he had assigned them at the beginning of the school year . Today he hadn 't insisted on this regulation - be it because of anticipation of the holidays without any troublesome students or any other incomprehensible reasons - and had allowed the students to choose t
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heir seats as they wanted . As Hermione and Ron were already seated together when Harry entered the classroom , he had to sit with Neville . This itself wasn 't a problem as he liked the boy very much . Moreover , they didn 't have to work together today but had to brew their own potion . However , partnering with Neville in the Potions classroom was the worst that could happen to any student . And so it was today . While Harry was concentrating on his potion and was quite certain that he would manage to brew it correctly because he had - maybe because of working together with Malfoy - improved a lot at brewing potions , he still kept an eye on Neville . He was just putting the last ingredient into his perfect , light green potion , which still had to simmer for eight minutes , when the te
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I was driving through the suburbs of a small city in the Midwest . It was after ten in the evening . Suddenly a vehicle came charging up behind me . It was a cop car with lights flashing and the siren got tapped . I pulled over to the curb and the cop car went screaming by me . It was followed by two others . I was almost to the end of the block and I sat there and watched the police go wheeling around to the right out of sight . I figured it was an accident or someone was in trouble . I was a little tired so I just sat there , relaxing . I cracked a bottle of water and sipped on it . More awake now , and thinking I had better get going , I started the engine to pull away from the curb . Someone tapped on the passenger 's window . I rolled it down and a girl leaned in . " Please , can I si
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t in your car for a little bit ? I have to get off the street . " It was a tall young woman and she didn 't look dangerous so I said , " Okay , but not for long . What 's going on ? " She slid into the seat and put her handbag down on the floor . " The cops just busted the party I was at . I would really be in trouble if I get caught . I 'm always in trouble or at least I 'm always getting caught . Mom doesn 't really care . She 'll hire a lawyer , but I 'm getting awful close to being put in juvenile detention . " I turned on the overhead light and looked at my passenger . She had dirty blonde hair cut into a shag . It looked as if someone had tried to style it , but it came out wrong . She had pimples on her face and she was overweight . Her lips were painted with a dark red lipstick and
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I really enjoyed living in Korea . I wanted to go back there , but I had to find a new company to work for . I did not trust English Channel anymore . I considered myself lucky for getting out when I did and with all the money owed to me . I was on a long trip and did not have much time to job search until I got stuck in Mongolia . The day my brother , mother , and I were to fly out of Ulanbataar , there was a sand storm . Our flight kept getting delayed . There was also a problem with my Russian visa . The expiration date for my visa to Russia was soon approaching , and I was still in Mongolia . I took to the internet at a cafe to see what I could do about it . There was nothing to be done . The problem sorted itself out in the end . But , it gave me time on the internet to do some job hu
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nting . I kept an e - version of all the documents I needed , so when I found a job ad for SMOE , I applied right away . I hoped that I would get the job , but at the time I had other things to worry about . I felt that working for the government would be better than working for a company . I would not have to worry about not being paid on time or the company going bankrupt . I could just concentrate on doing a good job . We spent a few days in Russia then moved on to Finland . When we were checking in to our hostel there my mom 's cell phone rang . Since she had an international sim card in her phone , I gave SMOE her phone number to contact me . I was told that my resume sparked their interest . They asked me a few questions which I seemed to answer to their satisfaction . They said that
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Mom , Amy , and I were going to be moving into a new home on Saturday . Mom was telling us that we need to be sure to move during daylight because there are a couple broken windows . Careless Whisper chorus from George Michael I think I was standing in a white hallway . There was a black guy who had his head between my left hip and wall . I playfully asked him what he was doing . I was sitting between two black guys , who both were interested in me . I didn 't have a top over my garments . The guy on my right asked if I know / had met Jesus . I said no , but He knows who I am . I told the guys that they look like brothers , after looking at and comparing , their noses . I asked the one on the left where his family comes from , meaning Africa . I think he said Iowa . I said , no , your gran
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dparents / great - grandparents . ( From Feb . 28 , 2015 ) There are two ladies who are called before calling the firemen . They are at someone 's house , spreading baking powder all over in a girls room , so the fire wouldn 't spread . They also did another room , the parents ( ? ) . They were to do only the two rooms , but decided to do the bathrooms as well . I didn 't see the fire . The old man neighbor being friendly . For some reason , we live in their home / house , and have for about 4 years . They are about to go somewhere . She , and I , are in the garage , but she is taller . She says something about having my stuff for several years . I ask , curiously , " So how long have you had my stuff ? " She then starts looking around in the stuff she has stored against the left wall ( ga
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I remember your face , screwed up like a fist . All red and wet looking , surrounding a gaping mouth that threatened to drag me in . Into that terrible noise , into the grasp of two clenched fists , two kicking legs . The strength of that noise and those movements were terrifying . I stared , frozen . She wanted so much from me , I could feel it tearing , breaking down the last shreds of strength I had . Money . Signatures . Papers . Words I read but couldn 't decipher . I 'd made a bad mistake and she was strangling me with it . She 'd forced me here today by threats , somehow she was on the bed , red faced , sweaty haired , alien in every way and looking grimly triumphant like a warrior off the field , and there were YOU . Too much life . Too much WANT . A want so powerful I felt physica
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lly attacked by it . My stomach was clenching until I broke into a sweat and I had to fold my arms tight to stand upright . " You don 't get to make that choice ! " Karen shouted after me when I fled , shaking , near to throwing up . " It 's too late for that ! " I don 't remember much of the months after that . I couldn 't keep a job any more than I 'd been able to stay in a school . I got kicked out in the same way and for much the same reason . I waited around the job centre in the next town , where Karen wouldn 't come looking for me - or her parents , or her new boyfriend who I 'd seen with her . After a while I stopped getting work , mostly because I 'd tried and been sent back from every employer they had . Then I was sent out on a job one afternoon for a company directed by one man
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Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
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her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
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her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
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her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
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her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
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her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
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her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
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her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
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her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
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her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
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her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
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her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
### Output:
her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
### Output:
her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
### Output:
her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
### Output:
her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
### Output:
her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
### Output:
her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
### Output:
her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
### Output:
her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
### Output:
her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
### Output:
her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
### Output:
her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
### Output:
her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
### Output:
her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
### Output:
her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
### Output:
her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
### Output:
her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
### Output:
her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
### Output:
her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
### Output:
her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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### Task: Continue the story
### Input:
Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
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her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
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her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
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her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
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her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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Hey guys , so as promised I 've started on a new story . I 've been tweaking it for a couple days now , and I think it 's finally ready for public eyes . I wanna give a quick thanks to everyone who read and supported Graduation . And those who didn 't , well you should go read it : Graduation The clock that hung from the wall ticked loudly through the silence as the pendulum swung from side to side . I had probably been sitting there for 3 minutes without saying a word . What could I say though ? There was nothing on my mind and she seemed stubborn enough to not be the first one to break the silence between us . " Well , it 's really nothing huge . It 's just a bunch of little things . Homework , tests , social ties … stuff like that , " I said . The woman gently uncrossed and re - crossed
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her legs as she took a sip of her coffee . She stared at me beneath rectangular , black - rimmed glasses as if to signal me to continue . I really didn 't know what to say . I wasn 't even here by my own choice . Stupid school requirements were forcing me to come here . Apparently , when one student kills themselves , every other student must be suicidal as well . " I don 't know . I try to remind myself that I 'm actually doing pretty well in life . I think about that girl Rachel , the one who shot herself , and I just think about how messed up things must have been for her , " I said . " Not really , no . I mean , I didn 't actually know her so her death doesn 't make me sad . But I feel compassion for the people that cared about her . I 've seen them around and they look pretty fucked
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Chris was about nine and we were on our way to dinner on State Street on one of our first visits to Santa Barbara . At the outside patio at Borders Bookstore a group of homeless men had commandeered four or five tables . Some had big backpacks and sleeping bags rolled up nearby . They were mostly white , mostly the age of veterans of some decades - ago war . They looked like a group of old warriors planning a mission against the society that had abandoned them . Two were playing chess . One was a gaunt middle - aged white man with tattoos as weathered as his face , and the other was the only black man in the group . He didn 't look like the others , and not just because he was black . He was bigger and sleeker and better dressed , wearing a black shirt and a black leather cowboy hat with s
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ilver medallions around the brim . He was both beautiful and slightly terrifying . He was carrying on a running patter with his opponent and flirting with two young women who seemed to know him and who slowed as they passed by to give him ample time to embellish his flattery . Chris stopped to watch the game . He stood very near the table . Meg and Nick and I hung back a bit , and while Chris watched the game I watched him and the man in the hat and the hard scruffy men gathered around the tables like gulls at the beach . The evening air held the soft coolness of that morning , when I had taken Chris out to try rollerblading on the beach bikeway . He had wanted a bathroom break and we had gone to a public restroom that was almost on the sand . It was early , and men were still lying in the
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I was in the line up yesterday , at the airport , to check bags and get boarding passes . Joe was returning the rental car and I had been waiting for him to get back . The line up was long and I decided that , given that it takes a bit of time to check in , wheelchair and all , I 'd get in the line up and hope that Joe got back before I reached the front of the line . The baggage cart was loaded down but I was easily able to push it , then me , it , then me , it , then me . I joined the end of the line and slowly , not more slowly than the movement of the line , moved up as space became available . There were people now joining the line behind me . A conversation started between a mom and and dad and a young teen girl . Mom suggested to Dad that he help me with the cart . Dad said that he
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thought I was doing fine on my own . This let to a spat about generosity and willingness to help out . Mom thought I was struggling with the cart , Dad thought I was doing fine . We reach the part of the line up where I have to turn the cart around to head back the way we came . I can do this , have done it many times . I grab the cart , make the turn , grab my wheels and turn in behind the cart . " He can hear you , you know ! " she said . Her parents stop , look at her , then over at me . " If he wanted help he 'd ask you . Jeeeeeeez ! " I got on the elevator , alone . Just as the door was closing a young man stepped in and scooted beside me . I noticed him when going to the elevator , he had been standing with a small group of other young people , all of whom looked like they lived roug
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I was in the line up yesterday , at the airport , to check bags and get boarding passes . Joe was returning the rental car and I had been waiting for him to get back . The line up was long and I decided that , given that it takes a bit of time to check in , wheelchair and all , I 'd get in the line up and hope that Joe got back before I reached the front of the line . The baggage cart was loaded down but I was easily able to push it , then me , it , then me , it , then me . I joined the end of the line and slowly , not more slowly than the movement of the line , moved up as space became available . There were people now joining the line behind me . A conversation started between a mom and and dad and a young teen girl . Mom suggested to Dad that he help me with the cart . Dad said that he
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thought I was doing fine on my own . This let to a spat about generosity and willingness to help out . Mom thought I was struggling with the cart , Dad thought I was doing fine . We reach the part of the line up where I have to turn the cart around to head back the way we came . I can do this , have done it many times . I grab the cart , make the turn , grab my wheels and turn in behind the cart . " He can hear you , you know ! " she said . Her parents stop , look at her , then over at me . " If he wanted help he 'd ask you . Jeeeeeeez ! " I got on the elevator , alone . Just as the door was closing a young man stepped in and scooted beside me . I noticed him when going to the elevator , he had been standing with a small group of other young people , all of whom looked like they lived roug
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I was in the line up yesterday , at the airport , to check bags and get boarding passes . Joe was returning the rental car and I had been waiting for him to get back . The line up was long and I decided that , given that it takes a bit of time to check in , wheelchair and all , I 'd get in the line up and hope that Joe got back before I reached the front of the line . The baggage cart was loaded down but I was easily able to push it , then me , it , then me , it , then me . I joined the end of the line and slowly , not more slowly than the movement of the line , moved up as space became available . There were people now joining the line behind me . A conversation started between a mom and and dad and a young teen girl . Mom suggested to Dad that he help me with the cart . Dad said that he
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thought I was doing fine on my own . This let to a spat about generosity and willingness to help out . Mom thought I was struggling with the cart , Dad thought I was doing fine . We reach the part of the line up where I have to turn the cart around to head back the way we came . I can do this , have done it many times . I grab the cart , make the turn , grab my wheels and turn in behind the cart . " He can hear you , you know ! " she said . Her parents stop , look at her , then over at me . " If he wanted help he 'd ask you . Jeeeeeeez ! " I got on the elevator , alone . Just as the door was closing a young man stepped in and scooted beside me . I noticed him when going to the elevator , he had been standing with a small group of other young people , all of whom looked like they lived roug
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I was in the line up yesterday , at the airport , to check bags and get boarding passes . Joe was returning the rental car and I had been waiting for him to get back . The line up was long and I decided that , given that it takes a bit of time to check in , wheelchair and all , I 'd get in the line up and hope that Joe got back before I reached the front of the line . The baggage cart was loaded down but I was easily able to push it , then me , it , then me , it , then me . I joined the end of the line and slowly , not more slowly than the movement of the line , moved up as space became available . There were people now joining the line behind me . A conversation started between a mom and and dad and a young teen girl . Mom suggested to Dad that he help me with the cart . Dad said that he
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thought I was doing fine on my own . This let to a spat about generosity and willingness to help out . Mom thought I was struggling with the cart , Dad thought I was doing fine . We reach the part of the line up where I have to turn the cart around to head back the way we came . I can do this , have done it many times . I grab the cart , make the turn , grab my wheels and turn in behind the cart . " He can hear you , you know ! " she said . Her parents stop , look at her , then over at me . " If he wanted help he 'd ask you . Jeeeeeeez ! " I got on the elevator , alone . Just as the door was closing a young man stepped in and scooted beside me . I noticed him when going to the elevator , he had been standing with a small group of other young people , all of whom looked like they lived roug
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Copyright © 2009 by Grant Bentley . All Rights Reserved . If any nice person , nasty person , place , event , happening , thing , or sport , seems familiar , it is purely coincidental . I 'm twenty six . I 'm a high school Math teacher in a small town about half an hour from Calgary . I moved to the city two years ago to allow myself a nightlife and some anonymity . I moved into an older neighbourhood where the population is predominantly empty nesters . Most are in their forties and fifties , very friendly , easy to get along with and quiet . There are couple of families with kids , and a small walk - up apartment building with mostly young guys living in it , but they too tend to be friendly and quiet . It 's not surprising then that Halloween is no exception , and also tends to be quiet
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. Where some neighbourhoods have several hundred little trick or treaters , we might get twenty or thirty . Even though it was on a Friday night , this year appeared to be no different . It was nine forty five and I had seen twenty one kids . There might be a few more , but it wasn 't likely as there were seldom any kids coming to the door after nine or nine thirty . I was ready to turn the front light off and kick back and finally relax when my doorbell started to ring non - stop as if someone were leaning on it . Now , I had worked all day and been up and down handing out treats since I got home , so it had been a very long day . I was way past tired and became instantly angry . ' Who the hell leans on the doorbell like that ? ' I said to myself . Halloween or not , someone was going to
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Our outside dog Maggie looking very sad because Bob has been gone a week . She thinks he has deserted us . Maybe I am too . He has been gone over a week now . I had an experience putting my " girls " in their stalls tonight . Abby and Pepper got to the gate and pushed their way right out . So I had a mare in her stall ( Ditto ) and three other horses out . Dixie went to her stall sneaking so Abby and Pepper would not follow her . I caught Pepper with a hay string ( Joy , a hay string is what they tied the bale closed with . A string on each side . They used to use wire but now its string ) and got another string on Abby and got them back in . they thought they could take advantage of me . Of course Tyler is not here this evening . They would not have challenged two of us . Another dog stor
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y . Skeeter , my year old poodle who is very attached to me wherever I go , was here in the bedroom with me . I have a box of Kleenex on the floor by my bed . I heard this noise and I looked over and he was methodically pulling the Kleenex out one at a time . It was so funny I could have watched him continue but thought perhaps he should know that wasn 't what I wanted him to do . He is now laying at my feet . No trick or treater 's as usual out here . I always get a little candy just in case and leave the porch light on but not one that I can take a picture of . I used to have a little neighbor boy come by but he is all grown up now - or at least he thinks he is . He is 15 . I think this is supposed to be the last day of our nice Indian summer weather . Hope not although we desperately ne
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Carlos almost jumped out of his skin and pulled back the hand that was about to press the doorbell . He turned around and grabbed David by the collar . " Don 't ever do that again , Miller ! " he hissed . " Now , this is what I call ' Welcoming your best friend ' " he said as he bent down to hug the little girl . He turned to hug little Gracie too , who offered him her lollipop . " No , thank you my dear . Uncle Carlos is too old for sweets , " then he turned and glared at the two adults who were snickering at that remark . They had a simple dinner that night ; the atmosphere was warm and casual . The little ones made for some interesting entertainment at the dining table because Carlos had to constantly repeat what he said to the kids as they found it hard to understand him . He talked to
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o fast . " Tsk , tsk . It 's almost noon you know . Besides , we 're invited to the Izambards ' house for lunch . So , my handsome Spaniard , lets get moving . " And she dragged him out of the room and into the common bathroom in the middle of the upper floor , not bothered that he only had a pair of red silky boxers on him . " You look like a grizzly bear . Your face and your body … too much hair , " Sam looked at his face wondering where to start . She had helped Urs shave before , but he never had so much facial hair for her to work on . " Well , if you behave , I might just overlook that part of your body , " Sam winked and he chuckled . As Sam got down to task , they chatted about the kids . Then Carlos asked , " How 's David coping ? " " He 's doing fine . Well , at least that 's how
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The famous gold done at Notre Dame . A beautiful wall mural on campus . The Notre Dame football stadium . How many famous athletes have played here ? A sculpture in the river in South Bend . A huge old building in South Bend . I 'm sure that someone that is familiar with this area will tell me what this building houses . It had no signs that I saw . We woke again this morning in this tiny little motel room . I 'm not claustrophobic but this place seems to be getting smaller by the day . At least we have our own coffee pot and don 't have to go to the office for coffee any more . We decided to go over to White Pigeon Michigan today to look at Quadra Mfg . where they make the Big Foot hydraulic leveling systems for trucks , motorhomes and trailers . Our friend Ted has this system on his trai
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ler and we thought we 'd look at it while we 're up here with nothing to do . This system looks much heavier than the competition and much more robust . It is more expensive , but is probably worth it in reliability . We will talk about it since we 're not doing anything else to this trailer until the repairs are made and we see how it will hold up . We went over to South Bend and the Notre Dame campus . Is it called Noter Dame or Notre Dahm ? I don 't know . It 's a beautiful campus but there was so much traffic and so many students walking around , it was hard to stop and take photos . We came back here and walked over to the Menard 's store that is right next door . It 's an interesting place with everything from groceries to lawn supplies . Kind of like a Wal Mart on steroids . CJ and
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The famous gold done at Notre Dame . A beautiful wall mural on campus . The Notre Dame football stadium . How many famous athletes have played here ? A sculpture in the river in South Bend . A huge old building in South Bend . I 'm sure that someone that is familiar with this area will tell me what this building houses . It had no signs that I saw . We woke again this morning in this tiny little motel room . I 'm not claustrophobic but this place seems to be getting smaller by the day . At least we have our own coffee pot and don 't have to go to the office for coffee any more . We decided to go over to White Pigeon Michigan today to look at Quadra Mfg . where they make the Big Foot hydraulic leveling systems for trucks , motorhomes and trailers . Our friend Ted has this system on his trai
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ler and we thought we 'd look at it while we 're up here with nothing to do . This system looks much heavier than the competition and much more robust . It is more expensive , but is probably worth it in reliability . We will talk about it since we 're not doing anything else to this trailer until the repairs are made and we see how it will hold up . We went over to South Bend and the Notre Dame campus . Is it called Noter Dame or Notre Dahm ? I don 't know . It 's a beautiful campus but there was so much traffic and so many students walking around , it was hard to stop and take photos . We came back here and walked over to the Menard 's store that is right next door . It 's an interesting place with everything from groceries to lawn supplies . Kind of like a Wal Mart on steroids . CJ and
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I am student teaching this year and was thrilled when I saw my school had Wednesday , Thursday and Friday off this year . Five glorious days of no lesson plans . Looking back now I think that teaching might have been okay . My Thanksgiving Break has been blur of excitement , chaos , and a bit of disaster thrown in to keep us on our toes , maybe off of them now that I think of it . I got home from school on Tuesday full of anticipation . My mom had volunteered my house for Thanksgiving this year . True I have a dining room now , but my house is a bit on the small side . It was just my family , my brother 's family and my Grandma so I thought it was manageable . Well , then I found out that my Aunt and Uncle were going to be her . Okay , two more people , I think I can still manage , they vo
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lunteered to bring Apple Pie and Sweet Potatoes . Less work for me ! Then when my brother was over baking pies for Thanksgiving my cousin from Chicago called to say he and his wife would be in the area . Could they stop by ? Of course I said yes , I haven 't seen them in years . Oh , I need to back up a bit , back to Tuesday . Two hours after I got home from teaching I started to get sick . Not just a little cold , I had aches , a head ache , sore throat , sneezing and coughing . Of course I would wait until I was off of school to get sick . I managed to be social when my brother was over baking , but then I crawled into a box and hid from the world . When the kids went to bed that night I too went to bed hoping that I would be better for Thanksgiving . Thanksgiving Day is the day we eat w
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Days , Life , DreamsMy life , family , work , and everything inbetween . All posts tagged scary I Finally Forced Myself To Go To the Dentist and This is What Happened I hate pain of any sort . I 've always had a very low pain tolerance level . Even a light headache will send me scrambling for a painkiller because otherwise I will be tossing and turning in bed unable to do anything . Then I got pregnant with Logan and the tooth went from small cavity to gaping hole on one side . And it got worse with each subsequent pregnancy . Most of the time it didn 't hurt . Other times it ached so badly I would cry . I used the excuse that I was pregnant or breastfeeding to not go , but the reality was that I was reluctant to get it fixed because of my earlier painful experience . A few months ago , th
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e molar directly above it began hurting . Since the pain was off and on , I figured it was a cavity and I slowly worked up the courage I needed to go to a dentist . I kept putting it off , until a few days ago when the pain was so severe that I couldn 't sleep . First , the huge cavity may or may not be salvageable . A specialist will come and check it out and decide whether a root canal , filling and capping the tooth , would be best , or pulling it out . I still don 't know which I 'd prefer , though I 'm leaning towards pulling . Second , the tooth that I thought was a new cavity is not one . The pain I 've been feeling that extends through my whole jaw and even to my ear is caused by an extra tooth that is up in the gum trying to push its way down on top of the tooth that is already th
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People pushed their way out of the elevator doors in a great hurry to catch the celebrity who just entered the building . Sighing as the door closed , I noticed that there was one man left ; maybe he was another employee in this building . I didn 't pay attention , though , but I regret doing that . One moment , I 'm just glancing at my reflection on the elevator walls . The next moment , there 's a hand on my mouth and a gun pointed to my head , and it 's none other than the " employee " who 'd be pulling the trigger . Back to the present situation , I was extremely puzzled . How was this guy able to get through the tight security here ? This hundred - floor building was one of the safest to be in . Was he really an employee in the first place ? I 'd always imagine what I 'd be doing in s
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cenarios like this . Apply martial arts to the arm holding the gun ? Kick him down there and press that emergency button ? Bite the hand that was covering my mouth ? Nope , I didn 't do any of that ; I was frozen in place . I couldn 't even bring myself to look around . I could hardly breathe , but as I struggled to do so , I heard the sound of tinkling bells . I felt vibrations in my pocket , then I realized that it was my phone making that sound . I caught sight of the young woman almost immediately , although there were plenty of people in the elevator in the first place . As everybody except the two of us had left , I hurried to cover her mouth and point the gun towards her head . This should shut her up , I thought as I pressed the button in the elevator , causing it to move towards t
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I began writing in college as a way to pass the time in between classes . I wrote a short story and sent it to a magazine hoping to get some free criticism from an editor and to my surprise they accepted it for publication . That was the spark that ignited my interest in being an author . It was decades later that Ebb Tide was published but in that time I kept working on my craft . I like to write because it allows me to tap into the worlds in my head and I get the share what my imagination conjures up with my readers . Momentum is crucial to writing . When I wrote For the Love of the Game I had no idea it would be the basis for The Blake Boys series . By the time I tried my hand at the second book , MVP , I knew the characters or actually , they told me who they were and what their romant
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ic journey was supposed to embody . Had they been written at the same time , MVP would have been a totally different book . Writer 's block is alive and well and lurking around every corner . I try to avoid it but when it happens , I ride the wave . I use the down time to give the characters a mini vacation while I gather my thoughts . Music is very important to my writing process . I create playlists for all of the couples in my stories and post them on my website . It helps set the tone and fortifies the geographical locations in the books . The Blake Boys jet sets around the world but their roots are in Texas and I have plenty of country music as well as other genres on their playlists . Many of my readers follow those playlists and it makes me smile when they write and say they listene
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Catherine stood at the window in the sterile white room overlooking the city of New York . It was late afternoon and she was just back from another degrading prenatal exam , if that was what you could call it . It had included an ultrasound , which had almost made it worth the humiliation this time . She had seen her baby ! Catherine had lost count of how many days she 'd been here . From what she could see of the ground below , it looked like it might be late summer , but it was hard to tell , she couldn 't really see any parks from this spot and very few trees at all . One of the reasons she was so confused about the date was that for a while after she had first been kidnapped she had been kept in windowless cell and had been drugged so many times that she had lost count of the days . Sh
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e didn 't know how long she had been there before they had moved her to this building . It could have been one day or it could have been many more , she really didn 't know . She did know that she had been in this room at least 23 hours a day for at least 6 months . She also knew pretty much where she was . What she could see from the window told her that she was somewhere just south of Central Park and probably between 8th and Madison Avenues . So close ! She could have walked back to Vincent if she could have gotten out . Her room faced south and she felt like she was close to the top of one of the taller buildings in Manhattan . She could identify several other buildings from her window , like the World Trade Center Towers , but couldn 't really get a fix on exactly where she was , not
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This is a blog of our family stories . A few , with the help of our cousin , Ruth , will be about our great grandparents who immigrated here from Sweden . Many will be from our mother , Maxine , who was a wonderful story teller . The rest will be of our own family and friends . We hope others will share their own family stories . This is one of my most vivid memories of my childhood . I was six and Linda was eight . I was a great fan of a lot of the westerns on television and as a result , kept begging my dad to get me a horse . One day he told me that our friend 's mother , Imogene , told him to bring me over to ride her pinto pony . I was so excited . The only other time that I had ridden a horse … well , it was a pony … was at the drive - in movies . They had ponies connected together i
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n what looks like a big wagon wheel … a pony at each spoke . I was probably five years old and in love with that pony . I remember as I held the saddle horn , wishing that we did not have to be walking in a circle . I think every child was probably wishing the same thing … but for some reason , my pony got disconnected and began trotting through the aisles of cars . How exciting for me . I was giggling and loved the sound of my voice as I was bouncing on the saddle . People were grabbing for the pony from their cars and there was quite a commotion behind me as people on foot were chasing us . Of course , the pony was eventually stopped and my wild ride was ended . My dad had to assure the men in charge of the ponies that his daughter was not traumatized and would probably want another simi
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Lu : When I got out of school I worked with John Robert Powers [ modeling agency ] in New York . That was interesting , and that gave me enough confidence to start working in the theater . I did a lot of theater back there and that 's where I met Arthur . He and I were in several shows together . Before that , at the age of twelve or thirteen , he had his own orchestra and he used to blow trumpet . He was very big and every time we 'd go to a dance , he wasn 't interested in dancing with me , he was interested in joining the orchestra . From there we decided to get tied up together , we got married . Lu : Right . Then he was working for an artist in the city but he wasn 't that good and Arthur wasn 't that happy . Then he had a chance to go on the road with Pearl Primus , which was a dance
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band . So he had to leave home and travel by bus . They were going stop to stop and when the bus was in California he met an agent for Tyrone Power and Charles Laughton . They were doing readings in a theater , so the agent signed him up to come out and work with them . So after he returned on the bus tour he said " We 're moving to California . I 'm driving the car . As soon as you can break loose , join me . " Okay , so that 's what happened . He moved out here and he wrote me and told he had a wonderful place at Ann Jeffreys guesthouse - and what a view . And I thought great , so I come out , and I go up to Ann Jeffreys guesthouse , up in the hills , and the view was of what is now the Hollywood Freeway . Except in those days it was roads and it was cars . I eventually got bored sittin
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I know last January I wrote that I was finishing telling my story . I stopped writing my blog like that was the end of my story when it really was the beginning . Ever see the weight watchers commercial with Jennifer Um . . the fog , but you know , " It 's a new day , a new life a new me . " Well that 's me today . I saw lupus as a thief in the night , crawling in the dark creases of my mind and body stealing the me that I was . . . ha ! am . Not knowing that I was giving myself away for free . I gave up who I was to be this helpless , sick , depressed , sad and lonely woman . Full of regret about the life I lived , the mistakes I made . I crawled into an abyss if darkness , wandering loss inside myself . I couldn 't come to terms with what life has given me ; this present wasn 't a gift ,
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not this lupus that turned me inside out , upside down and all around . I was so angry , frustrated blinded by rage . Disappointed . My life was / is like an ocean without fish , a sky without birds , a sun that won 't shine , a land without foot prints , and a moon lost in an abyss of darkness . What a master thief depression is . I was laying in bed this morning , debating if I should get up and take my medication or just lay here and try to go back to sleep . But that crazy question that has no answer continued to haunt me this morning . What is the meaning of this life I 'm living ? I can 't figure out what my reason for being is . I wonder if I 'm living or existing . My days feel empty to me , yet I bask in my solitude it makes as much sense as the life I live . I 'm doing what I mu
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Writing this weekend 's story shares was one of the most emotional experiences I have faced with this blog so far . For me the breakup with the 5 - year was a story that needed to be told before I can go further in many of my postings . I feel as if readers need a better background to understand where my blog is going . But for me personally it was so emotionally draining that it took me multiple attempts to write it . Going through detail after detail wracked my brain so hard that after about 5 minutes of writing I had to take a break . The knot in my stomach was growing each time I went back , but in my mind this post needed to be put out there . After I had completed them and posted them I went back to read them one more time . Those two blogs are two I am extremely proud of . I feel as
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if writing them was very therapeutic for me . I see myself as a strong individual , that forcefully gets over things quickly mostly by blocking them out , but these posts made me remember and with that came pain . But with the pain came further healing . It has been a few years since this all happened and I have dealt with most of the grief but writing these posts brought up more than I was expecting . I see it all as a good thing though . I see it as progress . 2 days after he left he changed his Facebook status to in a relationship with her and started posting pictures of everything they were doing together . After he left I lost about 20lbs in 13 days . I didn 't eat . All I did was sleep . I only dragged myself to some of my classes , ending up with low grades that semester . I was fa
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Writing this weekend 's story shares was one of the most emotional experiences I have faced with this blog so far . For me the breakup with the 5 - year was a story that needed to be told before I can go further in many of my postings . I feel as if readers need a better background to understand where my blog is going . But for me personally it was so emotionally draining that it took me multiple attempts to write it . Going through detail after detail wracked my brain so hard that after about 5 minutes of writing I had to take a break . The knot in my stomach was growing each time I went back , but in my mind this post needed to be put out there . After I had completed them and posted them I went back to read them one more time . Those two blogs are two I am extremely proud of . I feel as
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if writing them was very therapeutic for me . I see myself as a strong individual , that forcefully gets over things quickly mostly by blocking them out , but these posts made me remember and with that came pain . But with the pain came further healing . It has been a few years since this all happened and I have dealt with most of the grief but writing these posts brought up more than I was expecting . I see it all as a good thing though . I see it as progress . 2 days after he left he changed his Facebook status to in a relationship with her and started posting pictures of everything they were doing together . After he left I lost about 20lbs in 13 days . I didn 't eat . All I did was sleep . I only dragged myself to some of my classes , ending up with low grades that semester . I was fa
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Filed under : Grace , Life | Leave a comment Well , Halloween has come and gone . Grace went as a cheerleader . A Carolina Panther 's cheerleader ( which happens to be my favorite football team ) . I left my digital camera at my grandmother 's house , but we should have pictures soon . This Halloween was a lot like last Halloween . We first made a trip to Jennifer 's grandmother 's house , then went by our church where there was trunk - or - treat . We went into our church 's fellowship hall where they had some games for kids to play and everything was under dark lights . The white on Grace 's outfit and her little pumpkin ( which held her candy ) were both glowing . She was so cute . We ended the night by going up to my grandmother 's house . My grandma started a tradition of making dinne
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r on Halloween a years ago . It works out well because we are able to go out and do the trick - or - treating without having to worry about dinner . When we got to my grandmother 's house , trick - or - treaters were still coming and going . I couldn 't help but notice that more and more kids aren 't even making an effort to dress up as something . When they don 't dress up , they just look like little kids coming up and begging for candy . I think I would demand that any kid I give candy to must first tell me what they are dressed up as . Yeah , I know . I 'll make them cry . But dang it , if I make the effort to go buy some candy , the kids can make an effort to dress up . That 's the problem with kids these days . They want the candy , but don 't want to work for it . Another thing I de
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We need to talk . You need to fill me in on what happened - no details excluded - so that I can see if I can try to help . Also , our daughter . . . Redlight said that she 's in charge now . You need to be careful , she never did like you , and I 'm guessing that she doesn 't even more now that this thing is messing with her head . And , um , we never really divorced because you disappeared , but back when we were at the hotel , you agreed with me when I said it didn 't feel like we were a couple anymore . More like friends . We love each other and care about the other more than anything , but we couldn 't ever . . . well , live together again . I 'm not getting rid of the ring , it 's just that Today I kissed Thage on the cheek . Well , more like a few minutes ago . And now I 've locked m
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yself in her bathroom with my laptop because I messed up - it 's just that she 's been so kind , the kindest person I 've ever met . And , well , I 've developed a crush on her , I suppose . I can 't help it and I don 't know what to do now . I don 't want to leave the bathroom because she probably hates me now and I feel asleep for so long Thage had to wake me up . But it was nice . I will say this , the main dream I remember having was an " ideal date " dream . I think most of the girls around here should know what I 'm talking about - nondescript man takes you to the place you would want a real guy to take you and does everything perfectly . But , um , I remember the man being Thage instead . Kind of awkward when she woke me up , I think . Thage , if you 're reading this , you seem to b
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" Harry ? Harry , are you alright ? " She asked him , even though she could hear his retching as the fried breakfast she 'd made him made a surprise reappearance . " I 'll be fine . " He stepped out of the bathroom , and she got her first look at him , dressed up in the new Armani suit that had been tailored especially for the occasion . Tricia gasped , her arms prickled with goose bumps and for a moment , a small fleeting moment , she could have sworn her heart had stopped . Despite the fact that he and Vincent were twins , Tricia had always seen vast differences in their behaviours and in their appearances , but now … it was like he was back . He didn 't mean to be so callous , he didn 't know how fragile she still was , or how much he reminded her of him right now . She looked down at t
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he picture of the two brothers , the crack running across Vincent 's forehead . He didn 't know that seeing a picture of him made her want to howl inside , he didn 't know that she 'd hidden all the photos she had of Vincent because seeing images of him made the pain so unbearable . Tricia moved into the bathroom and studied herself in the mirror . She took a deep breath and concentrated on the bridge of her nose . Staring at one fixed point was all she had to do in order to stop herself from crying . And she couldn 't cry , Harry needed her to be strong . Always . That was her job . He looked at her . He took one step back and looked at every inch of her , and that 's when she knew she had Harry back , and that Vincent was not with her , not anymore . Vincent had had a way of looking at h
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Filed under : All about me , Here and now | Comments ( 7 ) I am exhausted today , despite the decent night of sleep . I guess it 's catching up with me a little bit , all this fuss over Mom . I did go back to work . And got some work done . But I also went to the Alz center to fill out the required admission paperwork . When I got there , Mom was just entering the lobby . " Isn 't this amazing , " she said when she saw me . The activities director , meeting me for the paperwork , said Mom had attended church this morning . I sat Mom on the couch in the lobby and said I would be meeting with Meg and would come out and visit Mom a little later . I figure if she can relax enough to fall asleep in this public space , she is feeling pretty good . Two different staff members have told me about s
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eeing Mom plop onto the same couch . The business manager who happened to be in on Sunday said at one point Mom had her legs hoisted over an arm of the couch and was lying on her back , fast asleep . This cracks me up . Mom really never met a couch she didn 't like . Today , I woke her up and combed her hair and walked her into lunch before I left . Saturday and Sunday visits went well . I got all of Mom 's clothes and belongings labeled with her name . I painted her nails on Saturday and we took a walk in the secure outdoor area . She also played a little shuffleboard . On Sunday , she played a little game knocking balloons around with those swimming noodle toys , and later , we watched Jackie Gleason on TV in the program area for a little while . I said I needed to get going to the groce
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All tales are the results of many wide searches of the net and various local libraries . There is no intent to violate any copyright laws . If you feel that any offering is improper please let me know . An old couple was childless , and the husband and the wife longed for a child . So when the wife found that she was with child , they were overjoyed ; but to their great disappointment , the wife gave birth not to a human child , but to a little she - frog . However , as the little frog spoke and behaved as a human child , not only the parents but also the neighbors came to love her and called her affectionately " Little Miss Frog . " Some years later the woman died , and the man decided to marry again . The woman he chose was a widow with two ugly daughters , and they were very jealous of
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Little Miss Frog 's popularity with the neighbors . All three took a delight in ill - treating Little Miss Frog . One day the youngest of the king 's four sons announced that he would perform the hair - washing ceremony on a certain date , and he invited all young ladies to join in the ceremony , as he would choose at the end of the ceremony one of them to be his princess . On the morning of the appointed day the two ugly sisters dressed themselves in fine raiment , and with great hopes of being chosen by the prince they started for the palace . Little Miss Frog ran after them , and pleaded , ' sisters , please let me come with you . " The sisters laughed and said mockingly , " What , the little frog wants to come ? The invitation is to young ladies and not to young frogs . " Little Miss F
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We had flown for two days - Tom and I alternating between sleep and awake . Lack of proper sleep was a type of torture I had never endured until now . By the time we started to descend , the sun was barely peeking behind the mountains . I had let Hoot out of his cage to fly with us occasionally but now he was fast asleep in his cage . By our trajectory and judging by the landscape we had covered these past days , we were in southern Europe , near the Mediterranean Sea . From up in the clouds I could drink in the lush landscape . The sea was a breathtaking blue - green , nothing like England 's water , and I could see the white foam crash up on the rocky , raggedy cliffs . Upon the plateau were fields of green , breaking apart the forest . The dark green forest covered the mountain range li
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ke a warm blanket . Farther south of the plateau was a small creek that snaked down towards the ocean . But I could not see the whole land as there was an ocean of morning fog covering much of the ground . As we flew closer , I could make out a cabin near the edge of one of the cliffs on an open flat land . Finally , we touched solid ground . I fell into the dewy grass , thankful for a foundation that I could rest upon . If it had been my decision , I would have fall asleep right then and there . But it was not my decision . Even though I knew from the moment I saw the house that this was where we were going to stay , hearing the words come from his mouth made it suddenly unreal . " So we … we are going to be living together ? " I said while I woke up the owl from his sleep . He fluttered
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It 's been a few week now since I had my second abortion and I 'm still not back to my old self . Though the father was initially supportive , the day of the procedure he texted me that he 'd be over at 9 and then I didn 't hear from him again . I 'm not surprised , things like this happen when you are attracted to people with substance abuse problems . A deep feeling of loss has dominated both of my abortion experiences . The first time around I could feel the baby . It wasn 't far along or something , but I could just feel that it was there . The sense of loss that I felt afterwards was consuming and surprising . I did not doubt or regret my decision - it wasn 't that . Something that was growing inside of me was gone , suddenly and violently . I couldn 't deal with it . This time around
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I didn 't feel the baby . ( I use the word " baby " as opposed to " fetus " because it feels less clinical - not because of political reasons or beliefs ) I felt nauseous and tired and sweaty and sensitive , but not connected to the baby . Not like the first time . The loss I feel this time is the loss of a friend . The father was my friend . Now he 's not . That makes me sad . I just finished a letter to him , telling him how I feel about his actions . How I can 't talk to him , that an apology won 't make it better . That I understand him and forgive him , but I can 't pretend like what he did didn 't hurt me . Losing his friendship has been the worst part of the whole experience . I wasn 't alone the day of the procedure because I am really lucky . My mom was alone when she got an abor
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Mrs . Pig sighed . She knew the house was too small , but what could they do ? The children were too scared to move out , and their family kept growing and growing . " No , I don 't mean a house of sticks ; flimsy wobbly things - no wonder they fell down . I mean a log cabin , with interlocking pieces that you can expand by adding modules . It would be perfect for us . " Before she closed the door on the brick house for the last time , Mrs . Pig took down the photograph of her grandfather and his two brothers from the mantelpiece . Poor Great Uncles Tom and Bert never had a chance to raise their own families . She sniffed and wiped her eyes , then gave the key to the family of goats that had bought the house and climbed onto the back of the moving van which held all their possessions . At
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the new house the piglets had started a game of sliding down the long , smooth bannister , landing in giggling heaps on the floor , while Mr . Pig oversaw the unloading of the furniture . Mrs . Pig propped the photo of her grandfather up on the new mantelpiece and took a moment to absorb the strong smell of wood . She walked around the house , testing the window latches and the lock on the front door until she was satisfied that the house could be secured , then she made a pot of tea , and , ignoring the pandemonium , sat down to relax in her new kitchen . " All the homes have them , " said Mr . Pig , coming into the kitchen with the paperwork to sign . " It 's an added benefit , according to the brochure . The realtor said that all the neighbours love them . " It was a very convenient hid
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Copyright © 2013 by Grant Bentley . All Rights Reserved . If any nice person , nasty person , place , event , happening , thing , or sport , seems familiar , it is purely coincidental . How often would you expect your mom to find you the perfect boyfriend ? I 'm thinking , not very often … actually not ever . At least not my mom . Hell , she couldn 't even pick out clothes I was willing to wear in the dark , never mind in the daylight . She was able to embarrass the living hell out of me on a regular basis though , which she did on a trip to the animal shelter . We were looking for a dog or puppy after my best friend of my fifteen years passed away . His name was Simon and he was a nineteen year old dachshund . " Oh my Goodness , " Mom exclaimed soon after we walked into the shelter , " He
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's gorgeous . " I quickly looked over to see what dog or puppy she was looking at , only to find her looking at one of the young guys working at the shelter . She was right , he was gorgeous , but there was no way I wanted to be embarrassed into unconsciousness , so I tried to ignore her . However , knowing her , I didn 't have a hope in hell of that working . " Don 't you dare , " I warned her . I finally got her attention away from him and onto the dogs that we were supposed to be looking at . Of course , who should come over to help us … him . " Can I help you ? " he asked . " Thanks , " he responded . Then after a short hesitation he asked , " So what are you most interested in , a dog or a puppy ? " " I guess a small to medium size dog , " I replied , " We don 't want a breed that 's
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Published on Amazon ? If you have a book , e - book , or audiobook available on Amazon . com , we 'll promote it on WritingForums . org for free . Simply add your book to our Member Publications section . Add your book here or read the full announcement . I was thinking about it while I was posting in the idiosyncratic thread , and wondered if anyone else has any ghostly type stories , or things relating to the supernatural . My ghost story happened at our first apartment , an upstairs one bedroom in an 90 year old house . After we moved in there was this feeling , like we were being watched . Both my husband and I felt it . It felt like we were never alone in the apartment even if we were totally alone . One night we were in the bedroom , all the lights were off except for the little ligh
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t in the kitchen . The bedroom was at the front of the house , the kitchen was at the back and the living room was in between the two . Laying in bed all quiet , we heard the floor creak , which was normal for an old house , then we hear a noise that couldn 't be explained . Our entertainment center was one of those big ones with a large glass door and magnetic clicking button to hold the door shut . When we turned the tv off that night the glass door was shut and clicked in . While laying in bed , we heard the glass door magnet click and the glass bump against the wall . I , of course , was freaking out . My husband jumped up flipped the light on , grabbed the shotgun and went into the living room , expecting to see someone in the house . He stopped in the doorway and just stood there for
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← Previous Entries Always on my mind …… Post on March 19th , 2013 by michele Tripawds is a user - supported community . Thank you for your support ! Tomorrow will be one month since we said goodbye to Cadence . Its been such a painful time in our lives . Letting Cadence go was one of the most difficult things we have ever done . In our hearts we know we did the right thing , but that doesn 't make the loss any easier for us . There is not a day that goes by that I don 't have tears in my eyes . The pain is still so very raw for me . I try to keep busy but it is only a temporary distraction . At the end of the day , Cadence is still not here with us and there is nothing I can do to bring her back . When I was having a bad day , Cadence would make it better . When I was having a good day , i
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t was made even better because Cadence was around . Its so hard for me to put into words how much it hurts and how angry I am sometimes . I know that everyone that reads this knows the same pain . I feel pain because she is not here with us anymore , that she had to endure the bouts with cancer and she was cheated out of growing old gracefully . I 'm angry because I don 't get to hold her , get to cuddle with her in bed and how little time we got with her after the amputation . I know that these are all part of the grieving process , so I 'm trying to take it all in stride . I in no way regret the amputation or the chemo . If I had to do it all again , I would not even hesitate to do so . I just wish we were given more time with her . I am blessed that we did have almost 4 months . For tha
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It 's been 3 and a half weeks since I wrote this post . I couldn 't bring myself to publish it , but now I feel I need to . I don 't want it to just sit and collect dust where I can 't even look back on it . This is my journal , and I need to have it " out there " as part of my closure . That seems like the wrong word to use . Maybe healing would be a better word . Because I 'm still sad , but I 'm ok . I 'm healing . And I 'm so happy and thankful for what I have . 3 weeks ago : I 've never had a " worst day of my life . " I can easily think of the best : Marty being born , marrying Richard , Paul McCartney concert with my family . Those are at the top of the list , anyway . And I probably could have thought hard to think back on a fight Richard and I have had - there have been a couple o
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f doozies - but I don 't know if they would really fall under the Worst Day category , or meet whatever criteria there might be for something like that . That changed on November 3 , though . Earlier this year , we started talking about when we thought we might like to have another kid . It was kind of a scary thought , but as time went on , it was something we both knew we wanted . And as even more time went on , we realized it was something we really wanted . Like , not just something we felt like we needed to do so that our kids aren 't spaced 5 years apart . We wanted it . So , I went to the doctor and had him take my IUD out . About a month went by , I had my first normal cycle , and then we were on our family vacation and Marty was sleeping in the bed with us , so nothing happened ri
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It has been a busy time , which seems to be an ongoing refrain . We just lost another member to cancer shortly after diagnosis . We 've had 3 healthy , active men go through this this year , and it 's taking a toll on the congregation . Today 's funeral was another big one - - as in almost 300 people . Our guys were going downstairs for extra chairs as the sanctuary filled up . I really liked this man . He and his wife brought me home and spent the night with me after my second arm surgery . We also had dinner and went to shows with them when we were on vacation , as they had a cottage they had built not too far away . His family was wonderful to work with . I was there when he died . His wife had asked me where she thought I should take him for hospice care , and I suggested they take him
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home , so they did . I had gone over to visit , and had a prayer with all of them around his bed . His wife took me downstairs to show me something , and his breathing changed . We went back upstairs , and his wife and all of his children stood around his bed as he drew his last breath . He had told me last week that he was at peace , and we could see it in the way he died . Tomorrow is our bazaar , so that complicated things . We had to call all the vendors to let them know they wouldn 't be able to set up until this evening . Administrative Assistant and I were both pretty much fried when we finally left the church today . While our folks had done a wonderful job taking care of many of the necessities , Daughter , AA , and I emptied trash and replenished supplies in all the bathrooms .
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Yesterday evening a young fellow paid Cliff cash and hauled away the 1655 Oliver . This isn 't the one Cliff uses as a parade tractor , the 1855 . You can read about the purchase HERE . He had it on Craigslist for a long time , asking $ 1 , 000 more than he gave for it . Then he dropped the price by $ 500 , and it still didn 't generate any interest . Finally just the right person decided to look at it and bought it . Cliff said he seemed very enthusiastic about his purchase . There was little , if any , profit made on it , since Cliff put some money into it after buying it . But he felt he had more tractors than he could properly take care of . The fellow who bought it told Cliff he was googling 1655 Olivers a couple days ago and ended up on my blog . He got to find out when and where we
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bought the tractor , and commented that one picture had been taken in the shop with the 1855 , torn down for rebuild , in the background . So I did a search and found the picture he was talking about . This is it . Cliff has advertised the 1855 on Yesterday 's Tractors a few times and actually received a few calls on it , in spite of the outlandish price tag . The callers , though , were all quite a distance away . It would be quite an expense to haul a tractor through several states . There are still a few odds and ends to be moved , and one deep freeze that I think we 'll keep in the garage ( the one with this two - story house ) . Cliff is thinking he will use the one at the mobile home for a tractor garage . I 've done some cleanup at the other house yesterday and today . I hope to hav
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King Peter VI wanted a son . He wanted a son who would be brave , and strong , and clever . A prince , who would one day be king , King Peter VII , and rule the kingdom in his father 's place . Now , the king had a daughter , a princess , and she was brave , and strong , and clever . Of course , the king didn 't know that she was , as he was waiting for a prince , a son . He didn 't pay much attention to the princess , because he was one of those kings who believe that a princess just doesn 't matter as much as a prince . As long as a king has a prince or two , then a princess can come in useful : he can always get her married off to the prince of a different kingdom , and so try to keep the two kingdoms friendly - keep it all in the family , as we 'd say . But if he hasn 't got any prince
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, then what good is a princess ? Some prince will come along and marry her , and later become king . He 'd never have expected his daughter to be brave , and strong , and clever : a princess just doesn 't need to be . These are qualities that a prince ( a future king ) should have . But a princess will never be king : she 'll only be ( maybe ) married to one . So all she needs to be is charming and beautiful , so that some brave , strong , clever prince will want to marry her . And was Princess Martha charming and beautiful ? Well , yes and no . She wasn 't always charming when she was supposed to be , when she was told to be charming , for example , to visiting lords or ambassadors . But if she liked someone , she could be . . . well , I don 't know if " charming " is the right word - it
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There were quite a few extra men eating at our house sometimes . In the spring when the weather was finally warm , we had sheep shearers who came and removed the sheep 's wool so they would be comfortable in the summer . The wool was then rolled into bundles , tied with binder twine , and sold . I took hold of Daddy or Uncle Doc 's hand and went in to see how they did it . The sheep looked so silly sitting meekly on its tail while it had wool all around it . They were shearing evenly down the sheep . When they got through , the sheep looked very white where the wool had been . While it is still weather for jackets or coats in the spring , the lambs have to have their tails cut off so they only have a short little tail left . It is done for sanitary reasons . Uncle Doc was cutting them off
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with a sharp knife while Daddy or Charley held the lamb . One held and one dipped . I told Uncle Doc that I didn 't want him to do this , because it would hurt the lamb . He said no , it really doesn 't . Then he took my hand and said " Feel here . It is a joint ; I 'm not cutting the bone . It separates here . " I could feel that the bone was missing at that particular place and it felt like just skin . The lamb didn 't even bleed that I saw . It 's tail - - what was left of it - - was immediately dipped into a fairly thick substance that smelled really awful . Then the lamb rushed away to its mother . In the fall , harvest hands came to cut the hay with a combine . It was hot still , so they rested at noon sometimes and worked late at night . Daddy had two hay fields that I know about .
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There were quite a few extra men eating at our house sometimes . In the spring when the weather was finally warm , we had sheep shearers who came and removed the sheep 's wool so they would be comfortable in the summer . The wool was then rolled into bundles , tied with binder twine , and sold . I took hold of Daddy or Uncle Doc 's hand and went in to see how they did it . The sheep looked so silly sitting meekly on its tail while it had wool all around it . They were shearing evenly down the sheep . When they got through , the sheep looked very white where the wool had been . While it is still weather for jackets or coats in the spring , the lambs have to have their tails cut off so they only have a short little tail left . It is done for sanitary reasons . Uncle Doc was cutting them off
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with a sharp knife while Daddy or Charley held the lamb . One held and one dipped . I told Uncle Doc that I didn 't want him to do this , because it would hurt the lamb . He said no , it really doesn 't . Then he took my hand and said " Feel here . It is a joint ; I 'm not cutting the bone . It separates here . " I could feel that the bone was missing at that particular place and it felt like just skin . The lamb didn 't even bleed that I saw . It 's tail - - what was left of it - - was immediately dipped into a fairly thick substance that smelled really awful . Then the lamb rushed away to its mother . In the fall , harvest hands came to cut the hay with a combine . It was hot still , so they rested at noon sometimes and worked late at night . Daddy had two hay fields that I know about .
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I was a little girl then , 5 or 6 years old . I was with my dad in Hungary . We went to a swimming pool . My dad said : " I will leave you for a moment . I 'll go and buy some ice - cream . Just wait for me . " I was scared . I didn 't want to stay there , when my dad left for the shop . I decided to follow him . I went out from the swimming pool . Unfortunately I couldn 't find my father . There were lots of people . I lost my way ! I was terrified and started to cry . A woman , who saw my tears , started to say something to comfort me . But I couldn 't understand her . I couldn 't speak Hungarian . I didn 't know what to do . I was running there , screaming : " Dad ! " . Finally , I saw my dad . He was just coming back with some ice - cream . I felt so happy ! Dad didn 't understand what
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had happened . I explained it to him . At last everything was OK . So . . . what 's the moral of the story ? ALWAYS LISTEN TO YOUR DADDY ! DADDY KNOWS BEST ! : - ) Asia , class I " g " It happened last holiday . I went to the Zoo with my brother and uncle . It was in Czech Republic . I thought that it would be boring but it was quite contrary . We were walking and watching animals when suddenly I saw a big giraffe which was approaching us . We were very frightened and my brother wanted to run away . It was too late ! The giraffe was huge ! People , who were there , were all laughing . . . but I ddn 't know why . I was running around and shouting . My uncle started to panic as well . Finally , a ZOO worker came and told my uncle that it 's normal , that this giraffe could walk out of its c
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I left the Orange Belt , merged onto the Penn Lincoln Parkway , then exited onto I - 79 South to Bridgeville at 10 : 30 that evening . My flight from Denver to the Pittsburgh International Airport landed at 9 : 00 but I was still on Denver time so it was not all that late at night for me . The rush hour traffic was over so the interstate was not very busy and I made good time to my dad 's place just past Bridgeville in a little place called Cowden . He had lived there all his live and I grew up there . It was a great place for a kid and I loved it . I was coming home to visit my dad who was not doing so well according to Mary , his friend and next door neighbor . I had enlisted Mary 's help in watching out for Dad since she was right next door and had been good friends with my mother . She
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wanted me there to convince him to take himself into the hospital . He had cancer and was not expected to live more than another six months but he refused to go easily . Now he wouldn 't take the morphine his doctor prescribed for the pain and he refused to go into the hospital where they could monitor the progress of his cancer . Mary tried to be his nurse but he was a lousy patient for her or anyone else . I didn 't know what I could do but I was going to try . While I made the trip back to Pittsburgh several times a year , it was usually a quick visit with the Manager of Research for coatings , and with my boss , Ryan Erinson . I stopped in to see my dad and spent some time with him but I stayed in the city if I had to be there overnight . It was easier and more convenient for me . Thi
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Crumble 's Adventures , we are pleased to say passed all our criteria with flying colours . The story which evolves around Crumble , is a charming tale of a small dog who at the start of the book is homeless and alone . Wandering the streets and living off scraps , it is very clear how her existence is one of loneliness and sadness . I think every child has a point in their life where they experience this , especially at that early age where they enter a new school and have to leave their parents at the door , so the start of book struck a deep chord with all children . It can be frightening to enter the start of the real world , and here Crumble reflected all those tiny feelings that many children face . As the story moves forward , Crumble stumbles by accident on another dog named Alex ,
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and at this point Crumble 's fortunes take a turn for the better . Alex takes the homeless Crumble home , where she is welcomed in and given a good meal , and this is the starting point of a strong friendship , and a sense of belonging . From here on in the books takes up a positive stance as the two dogs develop their friendship and go on many adventures . From our point of view , this shows the importance of family and strong friendship , something that is a very valuable asset to all children in the early stages of their development . What follows is an engaging tale of the dogs , with very positive messages and a few tense moments that do indeed captivate the imaginations of children . The story is adult enough for parents to comprehend the story and its meaning , yet written is such
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Crumble 's Adventures , we are pleased to say passed all our criteria with flying colours . The story which evolves around Crumble , is a charming tale of a small dog who at the start of the book is homeless and alone . Wandering the streets and living off scraps , it is very clear how her existence is one of loneliness and sadness . I think every child has a point in their life where they experience this , especially at that early age where they enter a new school and have to leave their parents at the door , so the start of book struck a deep chord with all children . It can be frightening to enter the start of the real world , and here Crumble reflected all those tiny feelings that many children face . As the story moves forward , Crumble stumbles by accident on another dog named Alex ,
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and at this point Crumble 's fortunes take a turn for the better . Alex takes the homeless Crumble home , where she is welcomed in and given a good meal , and this is the starting point of a strong friendship , and a sense of belonging . From here on in the books takes up a positive stance as the two dogs develop their friendship and go on many adventures . From our point of view , this shows the importance of family and strong friendship , something that is a very valuable asset to all children in the early stages of their development . What follows is an engaging tale of the dogs , with very positive messages and a few tense moments that do indeed captivate the imaginations of children . The story is adult enough for parents to comprehend the story and its meaning , yet written is such
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Posted on August 24 , 2013 by Sally Mekkaoui A moment of peace goes to the hundreds that have been chocked by chemicals . Chemicals ? Yeah chemicals ! A chemical massacre occurred in the eastern capital of Syria . This happened on Wednesday , the 21st of August , 2013 . Everyone will remember this date from Wednesday and so on . And maybe no one will remember this date , because the worse is on its way . 1 , 600 were dead , and 3 , 600 were injured . For a number , it 's too much . How about if most of them were children and women ? They 're not just 100 , 200 , or even 300 , they 're 1 , 600 . The devil himself did not think of doing that . The scene was horrible , what if I was there reporting the news or even helping people . Young blue kids were in the hands of their parents , not talk
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ing , breathing , or even doing any single reaction . That hurts ! I felt like something stuck in my heart and throat ; it did not go out either by screaming or by crying . Taking into consideration both parties , to fight there should be some kind of war ethics . Neither Islam , nor Christian , nor Judaism accepts what happened . Even other sectors such as Hinduism , Buddhism , and etc … Every kind of religion aims humanity . War ethics come from the state that both parties should be ready for fighting . What I mean that certain men should be qualified and ready to fight . Fighting should be in a land faraway from civilian and innocent people , and from children and women . Fighting should be from a certain time to a certain time ; for example , from dawn to sunset . The fighter should ha
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William didn 't tell anyone that the baby spoke to him . Who would believe it ? Instead he ran away . His parents would probably be angry , but what else could he do ? The Menskrs had lived in the apartment downstairs for years and had been trying to have a baby for as long as anyone could remember . So William 's mother insisted they all pay a congratulatory visit that day and see the new arrival . William hadn 't much been interested , but going along was easier than arguing . He lingered over the crib while his parents and the Menskrs talked in the living room . He had never really watched a baby for any length of time before . It was kind of ugly , but he guessed newborns always were . The little tyke ( " Foster , " what kind of name is that for a kid ? ) had been asleep most of the ti
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me , but now he opened his scrunched - up little eyes , gurgled and tried to wave his stubby arms , which even William had to admit was pretty cute . Then something happened : The baby 's expression changed . Most of the time a newborn doesn 't have any real expression at all unless it 's smiling , crying , or about to cry . But William could swear that the baby really was looking right at him and thinking , considering , pondering , in a way that was impossible . He tried to tell himself it was all in his head and was just about ready to believe it when , plain as day , the baby opened its mouth and spoke in a voice that was strong and clear and nothing at all like the voice of a child : " You have to go home , William , " it said . His first instinct was to scream . Instead he stood ther
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William didn 't tell anyone that the baby spoke to him . Who would believe it ? Instead he ran away . His parents would probably be angry , but what else could he do ? The Menskrs had lived in the apartment downstairs for years and had been trying to have a baby for as long as anyone could remember . So William 's mother insisted they all pay a congratulatory visit that day and see the new arrival . William hadn 't much been interested , but going along was easier than arguing . He lingered over the crib while his parents and the Menskrs talked in the living room . He had never really watched a baby for any length of time before . It was kind of ugly , but he guessed newborns always were . The little tyke ( " Foster , " what kind of name is that for a kid ? ) had been asleep most of the ti
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me , but now he opened his scrunched - up little eyes , gurgled and tried to wave his stubby arms , which even William had to admit was pretty cute . Then something happened : The baby 's expression changed . Most of the time a newborn doesn 't have any real expression at all unless it 's smiling , crying , or about to cry . But William could swear that the baby really was looking right at him and thinking , considering , pondering , in a way that was impossible . He tried to tell himself it was all in his head and was just about ready to believe it when , plain as day , the baby opened its mouth and spoke in a voice that was strong and clear and nothing at all like the voice of a child : " You have to go home , William , " it said . His first instinct was to scream . Instead he stood ther
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collie that was abandoned by his owners at my parents ' rental property in October 1994 when he was most likely about a year old . Some neighbors were throwing over scraps once in a while , but mostly he was all alone outside with no shelter for several weeks . After discovering him at the house , my parents brought him home and asked me to help find him a home somewhere else because he was a shedding dog and a male ( two things we never had in our household before ) . Since the day we brought him home , I knew I could never give him up - - - one of the first memories I have of him is the way he would run up to me and wrap his front legs around me , just like he was giving a hug . I 'd never seen a dog do that before . I decided I would keep him since I was going to be moving into my own h
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ouse soon . I decided to call him Darwin since he was a survivor ( being left all alone scrounging around for anything he could possibly eat ) . Little did I know that he would truly live up to his name . Darwin was with me since the first day I moved out of my parents ' and into my new house , so I was never truly alone . He was the best watchdog anyone could ever have , never letting anyone in without my approval ( and sometimes it was still difficult to get them in the door ) . But once my friends were inside , he was the most loveable dog you could imagine , wanting non - stop affection . It seriously was 10 years before I ever saw this dog sleep - - - he didn 't want to miss out on any action . No matter what I was doing , he wanted to be there . Of the five dogs that have enriched my
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… Mindi felt abandoned as you might imagine ! Mindi didn 't know why she was left behind until years later . We , on our end , asked our mom and she always said she was saving up money to bring her back . We argued the fact many times but only ever got the same vague answer … Mindi lived with my father , Norman and his wife Della and their 2 children , Cheryl and Carol . They all lived with our Grandma Vi in California for awhile and then moved to Cochise Arizona , not too far from Sierra Vista and Tuscon . They lived on a ranch that Della 's mom owned . Norman and Della eventually had 3 more children . Vincent , Loretta and Elaine … Mindy hated living on the ranch . She was disgusted by the fact that the tub would have a back up of sewage in it so often , that she didn 't feel comfortable
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taking a bath . Also , the fact that there were so many grasshoppers around , you would literally wake up with them in your bed ! She stayed with our father for a couple of years until he decided that she was too boy crazy and he couldn 't put up with her any more . She was shipped back to New Jersey at the age of 15 to be reunited with us in Rumson where we lived with our mom and Dad O ' Neill . This was a small 2 story home that we lived in before Dad O ' Neill and mom decided to move back to my mom 's home town in Atlantic Highlands N . J . Now , Dad O ' Neill was the father of Cindy ( Cyd ) , our baby sister whom our mom was pregnant with when she came to get us from California . Dad O ' Neill was a great dad . He was a little rough around the edges , but he was a kind , considerate ,
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Name : zelda1 I live in a small town and enjoy writing about the inhabitants . I spend most of my time perusing through used book stores looking for that one great book that I don 't have ; consequently , I have rooms filled with books . I am a book addict . Yesterday morning , Mr . Zelda slipped . He was in the shower and slipped , while he didn 't fall , he did lunge forward and sideways at the same time . I didn 't see this almost fall , but he limped downstairs to relive the incident with not only movement but sound effects . " I went , OHHHHH . " That kind of thing . Anyway , so he goes to school , I go to school and while he told me his knee really hurt , I thought , since he didn 't fall , that it was fine . I left school early to go to my uncle 's funeral , and after the funeral ,
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Mr . Zelda and I meet up . He is limping and can barely get into the car . I take him to a doc in the box place . The doctor , who was maybe five , moved his leg this way and that way and reluctantly x - rayed it . Boy was she and I both surprised when the x - ray revealed a broken leg , and you ask , " How guilty do you feel ? " So , we leave the truck on the campus down the mountain , and I am driving us both up the mountain . He is almost knocked out from good drugs . I pass a big truck and all of a sudden a truck comes up behind me , the driver had his lights on high and was blinking them off and on , and he was honking his horn , and I was going to get over into the other lane , but first I had to clear the other truck . That maniac began going around me before I could get over and ha
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Name : zelda1 I live in a small town and enjoy writing about the inhabitants . I spend most of my time perusing through used book stores looking for that one great book that I don 't have ; consequently , I have rooms filled with books . I am a book addict . Yesterday morning , Mr . Zelda slipped . He was in the shower and slipped , while he didn 't fall , he did lunge forward and sideways at the same time . I didn 't see this almost fall , but he limped downstairs to relive the incident with not only movement but sound effects . " I went , OHHHHH . " That kind of thing . Anyway , so he goes to school , I go to school and while he told me his knee really hurt , I thought , since he didn 't fall , that it was fine . I left school early to go to my uncle 's funeral , and after the funeral ,
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Mr . Zelda and I meet up . He is limping and can barely get into the car . I take him to a doc in the box place . The doctor , who was maybe five , moved his leg this way and that way and reluctantly x - rayed it . Boy was she and I both surprised when the x - ray revealed a broken leg , and you ask , " How guilty do you feel ? " So , we leave the truck on the campus down the mountain , and I am driving us both up the mountain . He is almost knocked out from good drugs . I pass a big truck and all of a sudden a truck comes up behind me , the driver had his lights on high and was blinking them off and on , and he was honking his horn , and I was going to get over into the other lane , but first I had to clear the other truck . That maniac began going around me before I could get over and ha
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by Andrew JoyceJune 23 , 2017 I had just left an Apache Reservation in Arizona after having spent a night there . I was hitching west and had been picked up by a guy named Jimmy . I never did learn his last name . He was a full - blooded Apache and he invited me to crash on his couch . I didn 't get much sleep because we stayed up most of the night and talked … well … he did most of the talking . He told me of the Denéé - The People - as he referred to the Apache . I learned of their history , their medicine , or religion , as we would call it . I even did some peyote with him and spoke with God . But that 's another story . Today , I want to tell you about Hank . Jimmy was still asleep when I left . I didn 't have it in me to wake him and ask for a ride back to the highway . The sun was j
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ust over the horizon , it was still cool out even though it was the desert and it was summertime . I had been brought onto the reservation in the back of a pickup truck and had not followed our progress as we drove the back road onto the reservation ; after all , I was facing backwards , looking at where we 'd been , not where we were going . As I started my walk , I saw the mountain I had been looking at as we drove onto the Apache homeland . It seemed as though it had taken us about half an hour to get from Highway 90 to Jimmy 's house . So , I reckoned that if I just kept the mountain in front of me and walked in a relatively straight line , it would not take me more than a few hours to make my way back to the highway . Boy , was I mistaken . I started my trek across the desert full of
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I had just left a marriage that was just not meant to work no matter how good the initial intentions were . Alcohol won out . I had been married for twelve years before I had given up . It was a rough summer for me . I was working two jobs . One full time secretary job by day and at night I ran a food stand in a traveling carnival . I was unfortunate at the time as my then husband was not helping me financially . Yet fortunately I had three grandmothers to help babysit the children that I was now trying to support on my own . It was the first time that I had lived on my own . No parents , no husband . Just me and my two beautiful children . And I was scared as hell . I had to go to a large bank to take out a loan for a deposit and first months rent on a small but very cute apartment on the
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upper floor of a two story house in Chicago . Besides , between work and my children there was no room and no time . I just wanted to prove that I could take care of these kids on my own . Oh I had plenty of help from the grandparents with food and clothes . I could not have done it without them . They were our angels . And we needed them . Still I needed to know that I could take care of them without a man . My working hours were crazy . I worked from 8 : 00 a . m . until 4 : 00 p . m . as a secretary at a machine tool shop . It payed very well at that time . Today 's minimum wage in 1989 . I had a friend who had bought a food wagon to park at carnivals all summer . You know the kind that sells corn dogs , fries and Fried cheese sticks which were quite new back then . My friend didn 't w
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I had just left a marriage that was just not meant to work no matter how good the initial intentions were . Alcohol won out . I had been married for twelve years before I had given up . It was a rough summer for me . I was working two jobs . One full time secretary job by day and at night I ran a food stand in a traveling carnival . I was unfortunate at the time as my then husband was not helping me financially . Yet fortunately I had three grandmothers to help babysit the children that I was now trying to support on my own . It was the first time that I had lived on my own . No parents , no husband . Just me and my two beautiful children . And I was scared as hell . I had to go to a large bank to take out a loan for a deposit and first months rent on a small but very cute apartment on the
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upper floor of a two story house in Chicago . Besides , between work and my children there was no room and no time . I just wanted to prove that I could take care of these kids on my own . Oh I had plenty of help from the grandparents with food and clothes . I could not have done it without them . They were our angels . And we needed them . Still I needed to know that I could take care of them without a man . My working hours were crazy . I worked from 8 : 00 a . m . until 4 : 00 p . m . as a secretary at a machine tool shop . It payed very well at that time . Today 's minimum wage in 1989 . I had a friend who had bought a food wagon to park at carnivals all summer . You know the kind that sells corn dogs , fries and Fried cheese sticks which were quite new back then . My friend didn 't w
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Caution : This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content , including Ma / Fa , Consensual , Romantic , School , Desc : Romantic Sex Story : Part 1 - Finding the right woman isn 't as easy as he thought . What if you find here and then lose her ? I 'll post part 2 & 3 in the next couple of days . Please look for it . I grew up in a small town about a hundred miles from the big city . I guess I lived a somewhat sheltered life . We weren 't rich but we didn 't go hungry either . My brother , sister and I all went to public school and dad worked at the mill and always made sure there was food on the table and clothes on our back . I did well in school . While the computer age was booming , I jumped in with both feet . I became exceptionally good on programming and computer repair . My
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instructor told me I should try for a scholarship at a college in Silicon Valley , in California . He told me even though I was great on the computer that the industry was changing daily and if I wanted to stay ahead of the game that I needed to change with it . I took his advice and applied for the scholarship . I got it ! A four year scholarship fully paid for . The catch was I had to work at the university at least twelve hours a week on computer repair for room and board or pay for the room and board out of my pocket . It was a no - brainer . I couldn 't see having my parents foot the bill just so I could have more time to play . My parents were great . They would send me a couple of hundred dollars every month or so when they could spare it . I was doing fine but did get a little home
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" Bob , calm down " i said taking another sip from the hot chocolate " I 'm fine . Sit down and relax . Come here " I pointed to the chair next to the bed and asked him to sit down . " you are making me dizzy pacing back and forth like that " I said giggling . " I 'll be fine after taking the meds okay " He sighed and sat down . " is your arm still hurting ? " I just shook my head even though it still hurt badly . I just wanted him to relax and stop being so tense . It was making me tense too . " Bob , stop worrying about me . Just take a deep breath follow me okay " I started to breath in and out asking him to follow me and soon we were both laughing . " you feeling better now bob ? " I asked him smiling and drinking more of the hot chocolate . " trust me bob , I 've been through worse ok
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ay . I took the meds one by one and gave him the bottles as I finished each one . " there , I hate meds urrrgghh ! " I saw Bob smile out of the corner of my eye as he placed the bottles back in the bag . " I have had asthma all my life Bob , and the hospital , clinic etc is like my 2nd home " I said pulling the blankets over my shoulder . " trust me it 's not easy to go through that " I sighed and smiled at him . I laid my head down on the pillow and looked at Bob who was just staring at me . " What ? " I said tapping him on the arm " why are you staring at me like that bob ? " I was feeling awkward with the way he was looking at me . He didn 't answer he just smiled and shook his head sighing . He put the chair behind the door and went to the living room returning with a few of the sofa c
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" Bob , calm down " i said taking another sip from the hot chocolate " I 'm fine . Sit down and relax . Come here " I pointed to the chair next to the bed and asked him to sit down . " you are making me dizzy pacing back and forth like that " I said giggling . " I 'll be fine after taking the meds okay " He sighed and sat down . " is your arm still hurting ? " I just shook my head even though it still hurt badly . I just wanted him to relax and stop being so tense . It was making me tense too . " Bob , stop worrying about me . Just take a deep breath follow me okay " I started to breath in and out asking him to follow me and soon we were both laughing . " you feeling better now bob ? " I asked him smiling and drinking more of the hot chocolate . " trust me bob , I 've been through worse ok
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ay . I took the meds one by one and gave him the bottles as I finished each one . " there , I hate meds urrrgghh ! " I saw Bob smile out of the corner of my eye as he placed the bottles back in the bag . " I have had asthma all my life Bob , and the hospital , clinic etc is like my 2nd home " I said pulling the blankets over my shoulder . " trust me it 's not easy to go through that " I sighed and smiled at him . I laid my head down on the pillow and looked at Bob who was just staring at me . " What ? " I said tapping him on the arm " why are you staring at me like that bob ? " I was feeling awkward with the way he was looking at me . He didn 't answer he just smiled and shook his head sighing . He put the chair behind the door and went to the living room returning with a few of the sofa c
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Jake Morgan looked up from the TV when he heard the sound of the front door opening . A big smile spread across his face , and he switched the TV to mute with the remote control . He leant his neck back so that he could see the hallway through the open door . There was no answer . Jake just smiled more . His girlfriend was up to something , or else she would have replied . He listened as she pottered about in the kitchen . He closed his eyes , imagining her emptying the shopping bags and putting things away . In his mind he could see her reaching up , her top racing up her back to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of the tattoo that she had on her lower spine . He sighed . He was a very lucky man . Jake opened his eyes . Fay was standing before him , having managed to enter the room without his
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noticing . Despite having been at work all day she looked radiant , unlike most days when she usually looked very drawn . As usual she had her long fair hair pulled back in a ponytail , and she was wearing her woolly jumper and faded black jeans , her pink socks poking through . ' Yeah . ' Suddenly Fay looked a little embarrassed . She placed one hand in her jeans ' pocket and looked at the silent TV . ' You know it 's a leap year ? ' She turned back to him and he nodded in reply . ' Well , do you know what that means ? ' ' It means I get to do this . ' She removed her hand from her pocket and lowered herself to one knee . It was only then that Jake noticed that she was holding a little box , just big enough for . . . She opened the box and took out a ring , then placed the box on the flo
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