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I Saw the Dog That Walked its Owner

The dog walked by my house every day with its owner in tow. The woman’s hair was grey and she did a slight shuffle along the sidewalk in her black, flat shoes. 318 more words


Week 7 - Story: Forgotten

Last week’s theme was ‘forgotten’, basically to tell the story of something forgotten. I have to admit this time I didn’t give it much thought, I just went out there (it so happened that it snowed the night before) and I knew I have to find my story. 109 more words


Did She Really Say That?

Do you ever overhear part of a conversation by accident, get drawn in and start listening even though you didn’t mean to? Then you hear something that you desperately want to respond to but can’t because then you’d have to admit you were eavesdropping like some sad pathetic loser who doesn’t have any friends of her own to talk to. 279 more words



I need to work on this whole adult thing.

At about 5pm it dawned on me that I had no one waiting on me. Boy was at a team swim dinner and was then heading to his high school basketball game. 886 more words

Little Old Lady who?

Well, I thought I was done with the antique toys we have but Joyce reminded me of one more.  The story behind this is that her grandmother went for a visit to the family homeland in Sweden sometime in the early 1900’s and brought back this wind-up tin toy.   269 more words


Blue Hair

Sofra dyed her hair cerulean blue.

She was already yelling ” No not electric blue, not ocean blue, not sky blue, just…normal blue.” Sofra was to learn that day that salesladies have no idea what ‘normal blue’ is unfortunately so she spent almost a a ridiculous amount of thirty minutes at the azure section of hair products. 1,969 more words