Tag: leaving

  • On Purpose

    “I know she did it on purpose.  There is no other reason as to why this happened. I just need to know – what are you going to do about it?” Kallie crossed her arms and stared at me. And I stared back in disbelief. I honestly had no idea of what she was talking…

  • Rules of the House

    Growing up in a house with strict parents, I often found rules to be messy.  Too controlling.  My worst nightmare.  At home, I was expected to abide by the schedule set by my parents.  By the time I was ten, my home life was a constant drudgery of dullness.  If I didn’t follow the schedule…

  • The Donation

    When the donation first came through, I immediately started crying. I had never needed help more than I needed it right now.  I had never asked for money before, for help before, but my situation was dire.  Everything had started when Mario smashed my car into a tree. He wasn’t supposed to be driving, but…

  • My Cousin

    Everything went downhill the moment I saw the letter. The letter I had been waiting for for ten years. The letter I knew was going to change my life, I just didn’t know what way it was going to go. Would I be jumping up and down in glee or would I be hiding in…

  • Silence

    All I ever needed was for her to be quiet.  Or at least quiet enough for me to think.  If I didn’t get the chance to think about my options, I knew I would make the wrong decision.  And if the wrong decision was made, I knew my future would be ruined.  The future I…

  • Breaking Rules

    I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.  I knew I shouldn’t be listening, but I couldn’t help myself.  If I stopped now, I knew the details would pass me by and I would never be able to recover.  What my teacher was saying about Amanda was shocking, but not unbelievable.  I knew she had a…

  • California

    PHOTO PROMPT © Fleur Lind  I knew exactly where I was going, but didn’t know how to get there. Not exactly. I was heading for California, for my new life, but I needed to make sure I was leaving my old life behind. I was running from my parents and I was running from myself.…

  • Buzzer

    As the time counted down to zero, I began to calculate what my next move would be.  I needed to be the first one out of the gym and to my car.  I just hoped Kori would not be waiting for me outside.  If I could make it to my car safely, I could get…

  • Gossips

    I didn’t quite know what I had gotten myself into when I moved to Jones.  I did like the appeal of a small town, but was beginning to regret my decision.  The gossip of living in a small town was something I had anticipated, but not to the extent I found.  Every time I walked into…

  • Pretty as a Postcard

    “I hate when people tell me I’m as ‘pretty as a postcard.’  Why do people think that’s a compliment?  I want to be noticed for my brain – something I actually work to improve.”  The longer I listened to Morgan talk, the more I tuned her out.  I would be ecstatic for anyone to give…