Me Flirting Over Time, an introspective look at my texting habits.
No one crossed the Wise Woman, the land owners and Elders stayed clear of her, but would sought her counsel during droughts and strong storms. She was said to be able to control the weather if she willed it.
I want to start out by saying how happy I am that you are in my life. Every day I look forward to coming back to the dorm and spending time with you, even if we just lay on my bed or go on a thousand trips to Kin’s Market because I didn’t read the chicken pot pie package.
That’s why this month away from you is going to drag by; I am going to be aware of every moment I can’t be kissing you. I know we piss each other off, but you are the only guy who is worth arguing with.
That’s why I did it, I wanted to feel like I was part of something, I wanted to be remembered. The push back of the shotgun felt exhilarating, like I was finally doing something that was affecting people, even if they fell to the floor afterwards.
Rodney finally caught his breath and climbed back onto the fence, “Look don’t worry about it, let’s jump the fence, go in real quick, grab the ball and then nobody will ever know it was us.”
I can barely see the side of her face but I see a black mascara line on her cheek, a remnant of the tear that was rolling down her face, not a minute ago.
I hear muffled footsteps. I also can’t see very well, my vision is blurry and I can barely make out the tile floors. Why am I seeing the floor tiles go by? I finally come to, I’m being carried!
He wasn’t a very smart kid, he kept to himself and avoided conflict. His hair was red, his skin was pale and his nose always went blood red when he got nervous, which the kids would regularly tease him for by calling him the Class Clown.
“I’ll do anything, I will fight your fight, I will be your slave if that’s what you desire but just let me live” Tears began to roll down Lira’s cheeks, “Give me another day, please!”