I felt like I could finally breathe as I stood in the centre of my living room and looked around.
If I’d known all it would take to accomplish such a feeling was drop a lit match on the trail of gasoline I poured, I would’ve done it far sooner.
About the Creator
Katherine Bodger
I’ve always loved to write. Whether or not I’m any good, well, that’s for others to decide.
I have poetry published her and plays published on my YouTube channel: https://youtube.com/@katiebodger4731?si=J-UDomHWcXp2zOho
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Emergency Fund
Because he travelled, Dad made sure I knew a three thousand dollar emergency fund was in a box under his bed. Part of me knew he wouldn’t return from his latest trip, and his fatal stroke guaranteed it. Staring at the twenty thousand dollars I found in the fund, I wondered if he knew it too.
By Katherine Bodger3 years ago in Fiction
Instructions for Replacement
These instructions are intended for ordinary use. They are not a guide to reinvention, only adjustment. Follow them carefully and in order. Skipping steps may result in confusion, emotional exposure, or relapse. If done correctly, the transition will appear seamless to others. You will continue to function. You will continue to be addressed by the same name. Only the internal mechanisms will change.
By Courtney Jones6 days ago in Fiction
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