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“I swear to God, if his head wasn’t attached I think he would forget that too,” muttered Arlene as she drove toward the high school. TJ had been in a rush and forgotten his project on the kitchen table. She was just about to leave for work when she spotted it. Knowing he would get an ‘F’ if it wasn’t in today, she grabbed it on her way out the door. Sometimes he is just like his father, forgetful. If I am late for work, I'm going to kill him. Arlene turned on the radio and che

Marvin sat looking out at the sky watching the small lacey snowflakes cover the dark brown earth. He was a bit depressed seeing as how it was his birthday and with the snow falling no one would be able to make his birthday party. “Marv, where are you little guy?” called out his father from downstairs. “Here, Dad,” he called out as he shuffled out of his room into the hallway. “What’s wrong?” “It’s snowing, Dad. No one wi

In a room full of copy cats she stood out. It was hard to imagine a woman like that would willingly come into a place like this. I mean I did work in one of the crappiest places in town, but at least the food served here was halfway decent. She seemed to just float over to the bar. Her long dark tresses gently bouncing behind her like waves on the shore. I swear it was like she had captured little flares of red deep in that dark mass of hair. She wasn't a tall woman. Hell if I

It was the first day of class. I already felt out of place, having arrived early and getting coffee in the cafeteria. I had been surrounded by eighteen and nineteen-year-olds who all looked so young that at twenty seven I was already feeling like an ancient. Thank God, the college was a fairly small one and it was easy to get around. The first class I had was one the Dean had suggested I take. There were going to be a group of core classes that approximately twenty students fr

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Why the strip search?

Would we really want to embarrass everyone that way?

Well at least one of the three of them have some sense. Thank God for Eli or they might never do anything. I just hope she doesn't have to lock them up in the bedroom and head out of the apartment.

Let me put it this way, I've been through three relationships in my lifetime. The hardest and most destructive one to me emotionally was with a cheater. You live together, share your life, tell your secrets, hopes and desires. This is the person you trust, share bank accounts with, and share your bed with. Nothing prepares you for the moment you walk into your home and find your partner in bed with another.You now have a choice. You can accept his story of whatever reason he brought this person to your home, and your bed. OR you can pick up what is left of your pride, self respect, and life and move the hell on while you still have a chance. No one said it would be easy or fun. HH you said you were out there looking for someone who you could trust. Doesn't sound like after he has cheated on you, you are truly ready to forgive and forget.

On my page is three hiakus written as one telling a story. Each is a haiku unto itself though. hmm

I managed to get it to two. Ugh

Why shouldn't you learn my vocabulary?

Seems someone's attempted suicide wasn't successful and they were given one last chance to share in love. Sad and depressing but with a window of hope at the end. Interesting all around. now what did you ask for, oh right "Love it" not "Its rubbish"

I like the sentiments you state here. Nice to know a true romantic heart beats within your chest. I liked this poem a lot and I am sure the one you wrote it for will as well.

Wow Bee, The pain of losing someone is so clear here. Yes a love does leave marks on your heart that you carry forever. Some you do happily and others because you have no choice. I really liked this one a lot. Nice job.

Thank you for reading Elezbed. I write a lot of different things. It helps me to keep the mind fresh. Besides, I never know what is going to take my interest next. Thanks for reading and even more for commenting. Nice to know my work is being enjoyed.

Well Lugh I took your prompt but sort of went off on my own with it. Glad you liked it.

Most of us have heard one version or another of Snow White. I decided I had wanted to give my own twist to the tale so I've rewritten it and told it all from Mir's point of view. Somethings are easy to spot, some are brand new, but all in all it is still just a fairy tale retold for your enjoyment.

My name is Mir Trendror, though that isn’t so important. In fact, other than my maker no one has ever bothered with my name. What is important though is my job which is being the ‘Magic Mirror’ of legend. I sort of, well to be honest my stupidity, landed the job by accident but it ended up being a great gig. Thing is my maker ended up passing me on to this really sexy young witch. You would think I had it made with someone so young and powerful, however this woman was really

Aww. Chance stepped in and tossed the two of them together. Glad to see that it isn't all one sided. Maybe now Ty will take the hint and the chance. Can't wait to see what you do next.

I've started this one four times and keeping trying to use letters I can't again. lol. Nice job on it.

Uh oh. You are reading my main tale now KC. You might want to start with a few of the other short stories. I am sort of heading toward the home stretch now with Charlie and gang. I think it is going well but I hope you enjoy it. Thanks for reading KC and honest comments are always welcome.

Why did you eat the swedish fish and three cheesecakes?

Okay I had to stop and reread them all. Yes, I can do that. I'm getting mounting questions as I wait for you to put this all together. Can't help it. 1) Who the hell is Sarah? Is she Eli's mother? Ty's wife? Ty's sister? Yes, you dropped the name and I'm still waiting to find an answer. 2) When is poor Scott going to catch a break here? People call me cruel for making Charlie wait for dates. Scott doesn't even get that option. The romantic in me is dying for this poor guy to get something going. His sister has been made a mute, he had to pick up her car, and life in general seems to keep sidelining him. I feel bad for the poor guy. 3) Where is Eli going? Sorry, I'm a busy body and want to know these things. 4) I know these are flash pieces you are doing from prompts to help you organize your ideas but you are killing me with the waits between them. . Love you, Frosty, and can't wait for you go write some more. Fill this book you are writing up and don't take time to worry if you can do it, because we know you can.

Who had the winning goal?