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“You did this before, you can do it again,” I repeated to myself.  I was almost to the end and I was just about to cry.  If I did not finish this race in first place, I would not be allowed out of my room for two weeks unless it was to go to school, practice…

Eleanor was the most insecure one of our group of friends.  Her insecurity was a fact not many realized because they always saw her as the beautiful, smart and successful lawyer and many didn’t think to ask anything about her personal life.  Eleanor had the most ‘extra’ appointments in her book partially because her coworkers often asked…

The coldest place I have ever been was my father’s apartment.  All the walls were white and all the furniture was black.  Once he had moved out of our family home and into his own apartment, I knew he was looking to start over.  He left our comfortable style and house for an entirely new modern look.  He didn’t even have any pictures or artwork on his wall. …

“A little birdie told me it was good luck,” he whispered to me handing over the rabbit’s foot.  I wrinkled my nose as I took it from him.  The ratty, old rabbit’s foot as good luck?  I never understood why he carried it and didn’t quite understand why he was giving it to me.  I had…

“No,” I thought.  “This not happening.  No, no, no.”  My car was breaking down again and at the worst possible time.  I was finally getting away from my husband and there was smoke flowing freely from under my hood.  The Xanax I took before leaving the house was quickly wearing off.  Like fast enough that it…

I hated sleeping anywhere but my own bed.  But on the weird side, I also really loved to go camping.  If I was really honest with myself, when I was sleeping outside, that’s really when I got the best sleep.  I was nervous to go camping alone, but so far the benefits of a solid night’s sleep outweighed any feelings of sleeping outside.    The best…

The entire time we were in the car, I had my eyes closed.  I wanted to remember every sound of the laughter and excitement bubbling over from our trip.  Laughter in our house was few and far between so I wanted this moment to last as long as possible.  I knew as soon as we got…

My mother hated dancing.  Which was a bone of contention in our house because my father loved nothing better than dancing.  He constantly was moving his body and sometimes there was music playing, but most of the time there wasn’t.  He danced when he was making dinner, he danced while he was doing the laundry and…

“I owe you a gin,” Martin said.  “You left the restaurant early the other night before I could make up for spilling your first one.”  I smiled at Martin before turning back to my computer, hopeful he would leave my office.  There was a reason I left the restaurant early and a reason why I spilled my first…

I’ve never had a favorite movie.  My friends all thought I was crazy that I never watched television or movies, but there were so many things I wanted to do.  Television and movies only got in the way of my life.  I tightly scheduled myself time when I got home from work so I could…