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Subsistent Lies
The day papi died was a sad one. I rather blamed myself for the death mainly because I was the problem child (being that I was the middle child and all) and because if I had been doing my chores papi would have never went into the woods in the first place to look for me. One of the things I liked and loathed about me at the same time was my need for independence that made me rebellious. Many times papi and mami have told me to put my brains to good use, which I did just not in a very productive way. The boys my sisters and I grew up with have even given me the title of the treacherous hoyden of Anevia. What they thought of me and what they said had no effect since I never planned to get married. Now that I look back on it, I don’t really think it would matter if I wanted to get married, considering the fact we were poor now. I mean, what man would want to be married to a maiden who could not give him a dowry, even if she was considered one of the fairest in all of Anevia? Of course, Colin and Calib were the exceptions, but then again they were our best friends.
By Kimmie Hite4 years ago in Fiction
Subsistent Lies
Another day has gone by and nothing exciting has yet to happen. Life is boring this way. Its uncomfortable living in another house instead of ours. Papa has been gone for a day or two and we all miss him. I think all of the tension of his death and having to move got everyone a little bit moody. Just now Zaria had slapped Gabriella. I know that Gabriella has done many things in her life to deserve a good slapping, but I never thought that anyone would do it, especially Zaria who normally ignores Gabriella’s bad behavior. Once Gabriella ran off to the woods, everyone sort of stood dazed and then returned back to what they were doing. Mama tried to speak to Zaria but she was gone before we could find her. I turned to the house and closed my eyes. My head was killing me; I think another one of my headaches were coming on. I would ask one of my sisters to find a way to get rid of it, but Gabby was in the woods followed by Colin, and Zaria had left toward the house.
By Kimmie Hite4 years ago in Fiction
The End of Man
She stared down at the grass beneath her bare, dirt smudged feet. From beneath the ground she felt a low rumble, deep from within the earth. The ground seemed itself to be vibrating as the ants and crickets danced frantically around, unsure of their surroundings. Pebbles began to shift and hop along the cobblestone just to the left of her house and the small swath of grass that surrounded it. In all her years before, this had been her place of solace. Her home. Remembering comfort of the grass between her toes, she dug her feet deeper into the earth, trying to hold on to that memory. When she was still safe.
By Rii Pierce4 years ago in Fiction
Boomerang of Happiness - 8
Once Alex thought through the details of his plan, he went to his boss and asked for an earlier transfer to Tajikistan, starting August 1, 1990. His boss was genuinely surprised and asked why. In his mind, Tajikistan was the end of the world and no brilliant engineer in his right mind would ask to go there voluntarily before his time. Alex explained that he was almost done with his project here, at the station, and since he was getting married, he would like to start a new life with his new wife at a new place, and closer to his parents. When his boss agreed with Alex’s reasoning and said he would support his request higher up in the chain of command, Alex also wrote an official request for a two-week vacation in mid-July, to spend some time with his parents and prepare for the wedding.
By Lana V Lynx4 years ago in Fiction
Dreamer - Chapter 9
Disclaimer: This story has multiple parts. To read the previous part, you can click here. My eyes kept wandering from the rearview mirror to the front window, keeping an eye out for a certain truck that could find it's way back behind me just like it had when I first came out here.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet4 years ago in Fiction
Whispering Death (part 12)
Drina let out a long and exhausted sigh, pressing her head against the door to the entrance of the hostel. She couldn’t take any more of this night and just wanted to sleep. Although, the moment she stepped inside the building there was no way Lulu nor Ocan would allow it without answers. It will only be a little longer, she promised herself. If she just ripped the bandaid off quickly seeing them tonight, she could get a few hours of sleep before morning. After all that had happened, she highly doubted they would be able to leave town so easily now. Having to lie low for a while because of the events of the night, Drina planned that once the uprising had washed over, they could leave in peace. All of it was speculation, however, since she needed to speak with everyone inside before a plan could be formulated. No longer did she have full control to just do what they needed to. Ocan had a say and it was time Drina respected it.
By Turan Turnip4 years ago in Fiction
