Annelise Lords
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Annelise Lords writes short, inspiring, motivating, and thought-provoking stories that target and heal the heart. She has added fashion designer to her name. Check out https://www.redbubble.com/people/AnneliseLords/shop?asc=u
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Why Can't I Be Me?
My neighbor has a son who used to be a good child. He went through primary and high school without a hitch. He did the right things to make his mother and school proud. He was a brilliant child who got many awards for his academic performance. All his teachers had good things to say about him, so did everyone in his community. He studies the stock market and has been buying stocks since high school.
By Annelise Lords 4 years ago in Humans
The Yellow Hibiscus Chapter 1
Wednesday, April 22, 2015, 1:09 P.M Missing my stop at 86th Street on the number 6 Lexington Avenue Local train from the Bronx last month, I had to walk three extra blocks north from 77th Street to my apartment on 83rd Street and 4th Avenue. During the unintended tour of my neighborhood, I noticed two flower shops. The first shop, Flowers Galore, was on 78th Street and 4th Avenue.
By Annelise Lords 4 years ago in Fiction
Females + Heavy Bags =Thoracic Back Pain.
I wouldn’t say I like handbags or wearing make-up, and I have only one debit card. Walking around with cash is quickly going out of style in all developed countries in our world. Most clothing I wear has pockets. (Jeans or cotton shorts is my thing).
By Annelise Lords 4 years ago in Longevity
Time and Chance!
“I am so sorry about your son’s death, mam,” Sergeant Sean Ingram express his sorrow to Mrs. Wilma Wellington. Nodding, the emotion the bad news revealed shocked the two veteran police officers. They exchanged looks with furled brows, and she asked, “what time did my son die?”
By Annelise Lords 4 years ago in Fiction
Truth: Friend or Foe?
Scott Pharmaceutical has provided more than a million dollars in scholarships to Dunnville High School annually for the past ten years. The owner and CEO Phillip Scott wanted to award a parent a gift for being the mother of an honest child.
By Annelise Lords 4 years ago in Families
Respecting Your Past!
"Ok, Dad," sixteen-year-old Ajee Robinson said to her father, grabbing a window seat in their favorite diner on their weekly Saturday morning breakfast. The Breakfast Place was a small comfortable, friendly, family-owned diner. Ajee loved their lite raspberry buttermilk pancakes, served with organic maple syrup and fresh raspberries. "I have a question."
By Annelise Lords 4 years ago in Motivation
The Heart Light
"Ok," Dr. Smiley said, reaching out and taking Catherine's right hand, leading her towards his office. "I can see the frustration in your eyes. Sit down," he invited, pointing to one of two comfortable leather padded armchairs facing his desk on entering his office.
By Annelise Lords 4 years ago in Motivation
