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After the Storm (Part 1)
**I was driving home from work, it was late, and I was tired. I worked three hours overtime today on an article that my boss gave to me today, that needed to be done by tomorrow. Talk about a time crunch. I decided to stay late instead of getting up early to go in. I figured I'd miss rush hour traffic and have a nice quiet drive home. The one thing that made me sad was that I'd miss my husband before he went to work. He's a cop in the next town over and he works nights so I liked to see him before he went in since I always leave for work before he wakes up.
By Lindsay Waters8 years ago in Humans
Life After Love: Part 14
MARLEY Food was the only thing I had gotten right this week. I made the perfect carne asada with some rice that just soothed my anxious soul and after the lousy seven days I just had, it hit the spot. The recent payment I had received for an engagement photo session that was supposed to be featured in my magazine had to be refunded, only due to the fact that my new camera had been on the wrong setting the entire time, and I had to take the complaints along with the loss of funds for the week. On top of that, the printers weren't working for three days straight, so I had to run down to the local hardware store, which was the only place with a decent printer in this area. That alone had occupied half of my mornings, which left me no time for laundry, or to change the oil in my car, or to even go to lunch with my damn boyfriend.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Humans
The Fame
In my head, the crowd is already screaming out my name as I ignore my phone for the hundredth time. It's my daughter's first birthday, but I can't think about that now. The crowd needs me. I crave it. The beginning of the rush fills my veins and I breathe it in. Cameras flash and the beginning of the first song strikes through the air. My crew's lips are all moving at once, screaming the tasks my way, all depending on me, but I can't hear them; I can't hear my phone ring; I can't hear my wife shaking her head, but I can hear the roar of the crowd, "The Fame." It's all that matters. I run on to the stage, throwing my arms in the air, and scream at the top of my lungs. They chant my name, the name that belongs to "The Fame." It's not my real name, but that doesn't matter now. I sling my flaming red electric guitar over my shoulder, feeling the weight of the money in this one hunk of metal heavier than my house payment. The lyrics flow out of my mouth like second nature, like it's meant to be, and the fantasy of "The Fame" becomes reality. My body is numb. I feel nothing but the electricity under my feet that's beginning to wane. Leaving my crew behind mid-lyric, I throw my guitar to the ground and jump. I jump off the stage into the arms of the crowd. They don't know the real me, only this shell of a person, only "The Fame." I crave it, but it'll never be enough. They bring me back to the stage, and I perform like it could be the last. I'm free. It's everything I've always wanted, but it'll never be enough.
By Ira Lowells8 years ago in Humans
Life After Love: Part 12
MARLEY During summer, the days were longer. In Texas, they went on forever. I was up to my last errand of the day, before heading back home to change for Freddy's birthday picnic. I'd been planning it all week despite my heavy work load and I expected everything to go off without a hitch. I sent the invitations via mass text and most of the people I invited had secured their RSVP's except for two. I already knew Danny and Serena were going, but they hadn't RSVP'd yet and I felt as if they purposely do it just to tick me off.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Humans
Life After Love: Part 10
MARLEY Zander and Zack were both born at two pounds and two ounces, with beautiful dark wavy hair, brown eyes that were blessed with long lashes and a healthy complexion mixture of both Danny's caramel tone and Serena's fair tone. Unfortunately for us, we couldn't spend much time with the twins, since they've mostly been in incubators, growing stronger by the day for the last month and a half. The rest of the group and I came to visit them every day, and to make sure Danny and Serena had all the support they needed. Freddy and I had been busy making sure their house was stocked with all baby necessities since they came a little earlier than expected. Serena, Danny, and I were just about to decide on a final paint color for the nursery, when Freddy entered the hospital room, the twins tucked into each of his arms as he held them against his chest.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Humans
Life After Love: Part 9
SERENA "I know what you're trying to do and it's not going to work." Daniel's blatant comment as I placed the dishes in the dishwasher only made me roll my eyes. I didn't see anything wrong with inviting our friends over for dinner. Kyle and I still talked. And apparently, Jesse wasn't going anywhere. I saw no harm in introducing them to each other. And if it turned out they liked each other and happened to move to Alaska, I wouldn't mind that either.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Humans
Life After Love: Part 8
MARLEY Giselle had fallen asleep in my arms again, and I couldn't bear to move her just yet. She was sleeping so peacefully, so comfortably in my embrace, I didn't want to wake her until Freddy came to get her. This has been our routine for the last couple of weeks now. We all took shifts looking after her, but she spent most of her time with me or Freddy. I'd like to think she almost preferred it that way. I hoped she did. I felt just as protective of her as I would for my own child.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Humans
Life After Love: Part 5
SERENA Another night spent at Daniel's farmhouse and I woke up again to the sounds of the early morning birds and farm animals. Daniel wasn't snoring beside me, which let me know he was probably out running errands, or getting our old farmhouse ready for us to move in again. Either way, today was the last day I was going to spend here.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Humans
Picture Stories Vol. I
Once upon a time, there were two people, Kaito and Yui, who started off as just friends. They talked a lot, never kept secrets, went to each other’s houses, and did almost everything together. What they didn’t realize was that they were slowly falling for each other. They never told each other that they loved one another and they just sat back hiding their feelings and trying not to become jealous.
By Visionary Ghostwriter8 years ago in Humans
Life After Love: Part 3
SERENA Birds, roosters, and the entire animal kingdom managed to wake me up. It wasn't the usual sound of my alarm clock, but since I crashed at Daniel's farmhouse last night after the party, I had no choice but to deal with it. Rubbing my eyes awake, I moaned as I sat up and looked for my favorite pair of slippers. Again, nowhere to be found considering this wasn't my house and all of my belongings were in the trunk of my car and in storage. I needed to find a place to live as soon as possible. There was no way I was going to get any sleep with all these farm animals around.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Humans
