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Mockingbird

Joined June 2009.

15 stories, 0 challenges, 35 comments, and 7 friends

I once got a fortune cookie that said “you like to use your imagination”. I also had a fortune cookie tell me I was selfish. I was offended until I got distracted by my friends offer to the last egg roll. Which was delicious.

Stories

  1. A Splashing Entrance!

    The rain had finally given way to sunlight. Usually this meant there were rainbows to be found. But today was Paige’s 4th birthday and there was no time for rainbow hunting! It was time for pretty white dresses with shiny silver shoes she had pic...

  2. The Heat Wave with No End

    It was hot outside. The kind of hot where refrigerator water feels like ice cubes sliding down to your stomach. So hot that you sometimes got a chill from your sweat drenching your skin. It had also been a crazy day. Cleaning, laundry, and grocery shop...

  3. Being Fearless

    “You can do this.” I tell myself, struggling to believe it. “You’re an adult now! You can do this.” Im a broken record. I clutch to my stuffed lion, ragged from childhood adventures, as I shuffle down the hallway in my bunny slippers. The sto...

  4. Being Fearless

    “You can do this.” I tell myself, struggling to believe it. “You’re an adult now! You can do this.” Im a broken record. I clutch to my stuffed lion, ragged from childhood adventures, as I shuffle down the hallway in my bunny slippers. The sto...

  5. The Man of Few Faces

    He was only strong enough to scatter few rocks as the bag settled. Cursing, he kicked them, clenched his fist and jaw, and stomped off to release the fifth bag. He did so with a rapid draw back of his hand. He looked at it on the ground with a wrinkle ...

  6. The Man of a Thousand Faces

    Underneath his naked feet, rocks angrily jabbed at the mans smooth, raw flesh causing a deep internal ach in each step he took along the beach. Halfway there, he desperately sought the weightlessness of the water. Though his arms were carved of muscle,...

  7. The Unemployment Days

    Its free. Laying in bed is free. So I lay here, letting the lazy, lavishly old fan slowly pull in the cool air from my open window,over my body, slightly chilling my skin, dampened from the lack of air conditioning. Because air conditioning is not free...

  8. The Five Steps (Part II)

    My whole body is like a cave. Empty and full of nothing. This new lonely hurts so bad it feels like someone is squeezing my body in their hand until I ooze out between their fingers and become a puddle on the floor. And then they step on me. I feel lik...

  9. The Five Steps

    You loved my writting while you were here so now I write for you. I wanted to write about my sorrow but that seemed obvious and boring. I wanted to write about my anger and hate but that seemed too cliché. I wanted to write about the empty feeling you...

  10. A Million Delicious Little Pieces

    Honestly, we’ve all done it. Because our lives are so busy, so fast and we have so little time for patience, we multi-task, multi-carry, and multi-function. If there’s such a thing. In her case its a mom turned chuffer, turned baby sitter for ...

  11. 4 O'Clock in the Morning

    What happened? Nothing But ohhh It was something Because at 4 o’clock in the morning It was so much more than nothing Being awake at this hour Is not by accident And though usually not by choice Our mind wonders While we stare at the ceiling An...

  12. A War Story with Grandpa Z (pt. 3)

    “We’d heard stories. Stories of them two-sies riding in the steel beasts. And they did! They came in flocks like sea gulls to be caged up and swung around in these steel contraptions! Damn crazy two-sies. Wouldn’t be so damn crazy if they cou...

  13. A War Story with Grandpa Z (pt. 2)

    “Well” he breathed, “like I was saying, all those damn flightless two-sies were walking around. It was disgusting. Those damn mammals are ugly as hell.” “GRANDPA! The story” “Oh, right right. Where was I? Oh ye...

  14. The Beginning of a War Story with Grandpa Z

    “Tell us again grandpa! Tell us again!” they squealed eagerly. “Alright.” he said, sounding exhausted. “Just once more. Then time for bed” He gathered himself for one more tale of his gallant battle over Brynmore Hi...

  15. We Live to Create Memories

    Someone once told me that we live to create memories. The whole plane ride over, that was all I could think about. My anxieties were visible as they sprawled out across 4 sheets of loose-leaf paper. When I walked off the plane, he was the very first ch...

Mockingbird's Friends (7)

  • ElshaHawk (LoA)
  • Akheloios
  • Krulltar
  • StudMuffin (LoA)
  • Mighty-Joe Young (A.K.A Strong Coffee)(LoA)
  • THX 0477
  • Sir Bic

Mockingbird's Followers (6)

  • ElshaHawk (LoA)
  • Mighty-Joe Young (A.K.A Strong Coffee)(LoA)
  • StudMuffin (LoA)
  • Krulltar
  • Akheloios
  • Sir Bic