Today’s the day.
Today’s the day I ride that bicycle with no help from anyone. Yes today is the day, some might think it’s strange that a 37 year old man can’t ride a bike are drive a car but today is the day I prove them wrong. How did I get here you ask? well to be honest it’s my fault but still I blame my dad. He was sometimes around when I…Read More
First person POV
My very first memory is perfectly lucid. I am gently set down between two pillows, in the middle of a very large bed with a deep forest green bedspread. The room is dark, but I see a familiar face look at me reassuringly. Then, the face walks away from me toward an open door! I do not want the face to leave. I cry in anguish.…Read More
The heel of her shoe struck the pearl marbled floor. It fanned out from the main door, interlocking rings of pink and gold laid into the polished stone floor. The ceiling gently slopped upward, expanding with the room. Scarlet moved further in, her steps the only sound in the grand space.
Timeless alabaster pillars laced with marigold trim rose in…Read More
Location: interrogation room, fire station, outside store, bus stop. The story happens in reverse, he is caught in the interrogation room, and slowly the story reveals from the fire station, to the store to crying on the bus stop.
I’m not sure if this is what i was supposed to do. please advise.
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