I was excited when you gave me
two tickets to the cinema.
I waited for you there, until
your sister came instead.
“I’m sorry,” she said.
“He’s not coming.”
You didn’t
think to
call?
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Heather Scott
Writing, to keep my sanity and make some sense of the world, while keeping watch over my five children as a single parent.
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If You Love Me, You'll Do It
I met Jason when I was five years old. I could say that I loved him from the moment I saw him. He was so handsome to me and I felt in awe by his presence. When they introduced him as the new kid in school, I wanted to be his friend right away. I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember his smile and how he didn't seem shy. He appeared confident and ready to learn. I waved at him and said "hello," before anyone else could even say a word. He sat next to me, and I asked him if he wanted to be friends. He looked so happy as he said, "Yes!"
By Sidney Smith (Sid Smith)7 days ago in Fiction
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I adore this. To tell a story in such a straightforward, yet harmonious and enthralling way - fantastic. And to end with a question! Just yes. If we're not frustratingly asking questions when enduring a break up, is it even painful? Great piece.