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Reunion Won12 March, 2015Reunion Won
I smile as I sit down in the booth, elation and shame washing over me.
She's still here.
Her name is Aleia Robin Wright. She's now 28 years old. She hasn't seen me in 12 years.
I wonder how it’s been. . .
I'm 19 years old.
I can't believe she's still here . . . yes I can.
My jacket is on, with my hood pulled up. She can't see my face. Good. Damn, she's been working at this diner since she was 16 years old . . . She waited . . .
12 years is a long time to wait for someone. But she did. And was.
by ~CryeWolf
Man in the MirrorThe mirror was still opaque with steam as I got out of the shower.Man in the Mirror
After I dried off and put on my shorts and shirt, I wiped off the mirror with my towel.
The face who looked back was better and worse.
I ran a hand through my hair and then dropped my hand from my face.
I smiled.
That face smiled.
"Hey", I thought. "You look good today . . ."
My smile widened.
So did the smile in the mirror . . .
"You're pretty . . ."
"You know that?"
Still smiling . . . I nodded . . .
Afte
by ~CryeWolf
This is What He DoesHe opens his eyes, and he looks across the room. His screen is turned off, but his lamp is on.This is What He Does
He tries to sit up, and instantly regrets it, wincing. He has a headache.
He silently contemplates how he feels, and gets up. He's satisfied with his results, although he still isn't well.
He goes to the bathroom, head throbbing, and uses it.
He flushes the toilet.
He turns around and walks to the mirror, a smile and a grimace both apparent on his face.
His hair is ridiculous, as is his face.
He thinks, “I’ll have to do something about that."
by ~CryeWolf
Surreal You Can't Believe ItHer name is Neela. Neela Ellis. She always comes by . . . She wears these hoodies. . . they're uh, soft powdery shades. Like baby blue. Soft pink. Stuff like that. I think she's uh . . . Pakistani or something like that. Some kind of Middle Eastern. But not a lot. You can just barely tell, but not much. I think her mom's white, but I'm not sure. She's a really sweet girl. She likes me, though I'm not sure why. She always uh stops by to sell us weed. It's pretty funny. It's always gift wrapped in what looks like these um little colored cellophane baggie things. I remember one time she stopped by and it looked like the military was outside,readSurreal You Can't Believe It
by ~CryeWolf
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