Sophia Merici
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Opening the door to my mind and hoping to help people along the way.
Stories (23)
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The Stranger Next Door (Pt. 3)
It was the morning after the night before and I felt like death. I could hear the voices of my friends downstairs as I struggled to enter the waking world. How they had the energy to still be giggling like children, I will never know. I could hear the kettle boiling, no doubt somebody was making tea and coffee for the sore heads in my living room. The thought of caffeine helped me lift my heavy head from the pillow and drag myself downstairs.
By Sophia Merici8 years ago in Criminal
The Stranger Next Door (Pt. 2)
My best friend, Emilia, immediately jumped up on our kitchen counter, in order to try and see out of our window, over the fence, and into his. On her knees on our draining board, craning her neck, she still couldn't see. Next thing I knew she was standing on our windowsill behind the kitchen sink. I'm pretty sure the amount of alcohol and weed she had taken in had made her feel like this was a good idea.
By Sophia Merici8 years ago in Criminal
The Stranger Next Door (Pt. 1)
When we first viewed the house we now live in, next door was in such a state we assumed it was derelict. There were boards at the windows, you couldn't see the front door for overgrowth, and the local people had decided to use the front garden as a flytipping point.
By Sophia Merici8 years ago in Criminal
When Your Brain Is Your Own Worst Enemy
There are times when it feels like your mind is your own worst enemy, and there are times when it is. As well as many others, I want people who feel like this to know that they're not alone, and also to know that they are not going mad.
By Sophia Merici8 years ago in Psyche
