Denietra Franklin
Bio
hello everyone!! I am here to write and share stories with any and everyone who would like to read. I have a book on Amazon called A Loveless season if you want to check that out. And I also own a lipstick line called ClockWork Lippies.
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For Keepsake
“Such a nice day, isn’t it?” I opened my eyes, still blurry, trying to focus on the person in front of me. ‘What was that?” I responded. I was able to now see a short woman whose face was smudged with dirt, smiling at me. “I said it’s such a nice day today!” She says again with a now disturbed voice. “Yes. Yes, it is. Have a good day.” I said to her, to avoid further conversation. She skipped off and disappeared down the hill. I looked up into the sky and said to myself, “The day is not so nice. Not at all.” I looked around and saw the empty wine bottles I had drowned myself in last night. I felt out of place since I had fell asleep outside from the abandoned building that was now occupied with others who escaped from the dangers of our new world. I sat up and adjusted myself and looked up into the sky, where once I saw clear blue skies, but now the sky was dark and filled with smoke and smog. Almost everything around us was turned to ash. I felt the warmth of the tears as they fell from my eyes to my cheeks. “Breathe Lisa. Breathe.” I said while I felt myself hyperventilating. I then grabbed my necklace and held it tightly while I took deep breathes and calmed myself down. I took off my necklace and opened it, and saw the picture of my grandmother. I heard her words telling me “I’ll see you in a sec.” I smiled as I stood up to walk inside.
By Denietra Franklin5 years ago in Fiction
Taking a Chance
What made me start a lipstick line during a pandemic? To be honest, it was a now or never situation. I have always dreamed about starting my own business but never had the drive nor the ambition to do so, mostly because I was afraid of failing, still am. But the difference from then and now is the fact that I now know the importance of having something of value to leave here for my daughter when I am gone. I now know the importance of having something that I can call my own, a business that I have worked hard for, and built from the ground up.
By Denietra Franklin5 years ago in Motivation
A New Day
Back in 1997, my parents were going through some hard times; arguments, not sleeping in the same bed, all the things that my young mind didn't really process what was really happening. Then one day, shortly after I turned 10, we packed up our belongings, me thinking we got a bigger house, but my dad went one way, me, my brother and my mom went the other way.
By Denietra Franklin5 years ago in Families
