Stories tagged “appartment”
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Climbing Stairs In Combat Boots
I slowly, carefully climbed the stairs up to my parents’ appartment, trying not to trip over the long laces of my black combat boots. I could hear babies crying, people yelling, dogs barking, the usual melody of disfunction that greeted me each t...
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Nowhere In Site
The moment of shear and utter silence that followed, although only lasting for two seconds at most, was pure hell. I could think of nothing more to say to them. Finally, my mother opened her mouth. “That’s not the way God wants it to be,...
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I Don't Believe In God
The chaotic streets of New York City faded to silence around me as my mind swarmed with thoughts of anxiety and depression. I walked the four long blocks back to my appartment in shame, replaying the past hour over and over in my head. That’s not...
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Sorrowful News
I stumbled through my appartment door to find Shawna standing there, eagerly awaiting my answer. I didn’t even have enough to energy to speak, I simply began silently sobbing. Shawna quickly embraced me, holding me as tight as she could as I crie...