Stories tagged “moving”
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You Taught Me
You talk about her You haven’t learnt much But I have You have tought me a lot You taught me That no matter how hard You fall for someone They might not pick you up You taught me That no matter how hard You hold on to something Something can be n...
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Surprise, Surprise
I take a deep breath and open the car door. My mom is already walking up the front steps and I run slightly to catch her. She walks through the throng of kids towards the main office. Everyone is looking at me. I hate the feeling I’m getting. I d...
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The Trees are Different Here
Theodore sat deeply, silently, attentively within the old avocado tree, on a low, horizontal limb, ensconced by so many shades of green and brown and gray that all other colors were imaginary. Various, unseen atomies skittered beneath the floor of desi...
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The Tree's Key
With a reach that seemed to stretch every muscle and tendon in his body he reached for the key. It came away in his hand and he sat deeply, silently, attentively within the old avocado tree, on a low, horizontal limb, ensconced by so many shades of gre...
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One Last Step in Your Direction
My steps slow. One last step in your direction. One last smile. One last tear rolls. One last look at you. One last thought that things could have worked. One last thought of regret. One last wish on the impossiblity. I turn my feet. One last hearing o...
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Invisible
I sat back down in my seat. My heart was beating fast in my chest. I had on a long sleeve, blue, loose fitting t-shirt and jeans. My hair was up in a pony-tail. I was trying to blend in, but everyone kept looking at me. I was the new girl, and by the l...
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Not Going to Stop
I can’t stop And won’t stop It’s just who I am This is what I want Too strong Life has made my armor It has built me up I can take it on Step into my shoes See where it takes you Feel my strength Feel my pain Then you will see Why I...
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Nobody Likes Moving
Nobody likes moving. Except every other member of my family, apparently, who have decided to make my “living hell” about leaving my friends and moving to Chicago a bit more “living-hellish”. For example, Ember is refusing, once again, to respec...
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Move in. Move out. Move on.
Move in – the door squeaks. You’ll take more than a peek, For this new home will not want to be outgrown. Darkness turns to light, You were up all night, Finding the secrets which were meant to be kept out of sight. Then the dust settles in...
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From Within a Cardboard Castle
From behind cardboard fortifications, Jacob looked out upon unfamiliar terrain. His fort was indeed mighty, from its refrigerator box watchtower to its spacious dryer box living quarters. The yard sloped away, a carpet of Summer grass. A stately two-st...
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Benny
” Benny, Breakfast!” The sounds and smells of breakfast awoke me from my cozy and warm bed. I let out a yawn and stretched to loosen my tired muscles. So tired..I thought, my mind clouded with images of the past few days. Moving, leaving my friends...
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Goodbyes (VII)
Now there is only one more place left to go. My place. Mary said I could sleep at her place tonight and she’d buy the extra ticket. I tell Ethan everything on the way to my house. From Ruth to my plan. I guess he has a right to know. He’s u...
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Erase
Fliping through photos on my phone, one gave me pause. To others it may just look like a photo of a girlfriend and boyfriend snapping a photo of their happiness. To me, it symbolizes a part of my past. This photo is about a year old. I was very happy t...
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Chronicles Of Millie and Me Chapter 4
Cuthridge, Victoria, Australia May 8th 1989 The day had finally arrived for the new owners to move into their new home. The family comprised of a mother, father and their 8 year old son named Demetri. A strange thing happened when I passed Demetri in t...
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The Midnight Howling
I was happy that school was over for the year, and summer was beginning, but I was sad that my family and I were moving away. My father was offered a job up in Maine to continue his research on plant life. It meant I would be spending my summer stuck u...
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The Midnight Howling Chapter 1 - Part 2
I walked over to my mother in the kitchen, I guess I startled her a bit, because she jumped a little and knocked over a mug onto the floor. “Oh Kat, could you get me the broom.” She sighed as she rubbed her eyes. “Sure mom, did I scare you? You j...
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Playing House
At least when they cheat on you, you get to have an extra person to hate. It’s as if the bad feelings are given a face to gather towards, like fruit flies on the rim of a long-forgotten juice glass. But when there’s nobody else – it c...