Tag: drugs
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Not My Home
“This isn’t my home. Do not leave me here.” Michaela stopped at stomping her foot, but angrily crossed her arms in front of her chest. I sighed heavily, knowing she wouldn’t remember this conversation in the morning. I turned back toward the kitchen we shared to get her a glass of water and see if we had any food she would eat. I didn’t know what she had…
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Downpour
PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot Looking out the window at the constant downpour, I knew I had made the right decision. George would never be able to follow me in the rain as he could if the sun was shining brightly. I needed to get as far away from London as I could, as fast…
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Finished
“She has just finished. Now the question is where will she go next?” Samantha pulled her back into the classroom and put her fingers to her lips. She was serious about this recognizance phase we were trying to pull on our Chemistry teacher. Samantha was convinced Mrs. Compton was a ghost of her former self. …
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Tricks
I had always been good at tricking people and most of it was because of my cousin. April lived with my family off and on for years and was constantly on the wrong side of the law. As April kept getting in trouble with the local sheriff, she quickly became adept at hiding her misdeeds. …
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Buried My Secret
I spent the majority of the last two years trying to bury my biggest secret. If no one found out, it would be a miracle. The fact no none had found out already was definitely a miracle. I had done so much harm in one night it was unbelievable, but the police had no idea…
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Bad Habits
As the river churned, I wondered if it was a reflection of my future. I knew I needed to leave town as soon as possible. Otherwise, I would sink back into the hard living of my past. I knew I would immediately get sucked back in with my college friends and fall back into the…
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Blame
“I blame Zander for what has come of my life,” Suzanne whispered into the phone. As I listened to everything Suzanne had to say about Zander, I wonder if she had taken drugs before she called. She had been clean and sober for several months, but now her words were jumbled and slurred. Usually if…
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The Chef
PHOTO PROMPT © Liz Young I had always loved cooking elaborate meals when I had friends over, but when it came to feeding myself, I never wanted to cook. Only simple salads and fruit would do for me. The day I met Gabriel, everything changed. I couldn’t pinpoint the moment I changed, but something had.…
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