A Journal of My Thoughts (Final Part)

Good morning!  I hope everyone is doing well!  I have a small announcement to make.  I will be taking a break until the new year.  There are so many things that need to be done for Christmas!  So I will be taking a break for Christmas and will be back the first full week in January with new stories!  I will still be around on Instagram, so keep a look out over there!

We are at the last part of this story!  I hope you have enjoyed this story and I hope you enjoy the last part!  I will see you in January!

A Journal of My Thoughts

December 17, 20–

Today was the best day I have had in a long time.  Today was the day that I got to tell Mr. Neasvelle the wonderful news that his case got thrown out.  I woke up in the best mood and I even kind of bounced out of the bedroom and towards the kitchen to get breakfast.

I told James I would pick up coffee on the way to the office.  I don’t normally do that, but I woke up in such a good mood that I couldn’t help myself.  I left the house with a bounce in my step and I got into my car to go to Starbucks. It was going to be a good day.

My car swung into the driveway and I ordered my normal blonde coffee with 2 sugars.  And then I ordered James’ wild coffee: dark roast coffee with a pump of hazelnut, a pump of vanilla, and a pump of mocha, 4 sugars, and 4 cream.  Who orders that? I should’ve asked James if I could taste it, but…I think that would’ve been weird.

As soon as I got to the office, I could feel myself getting more excited.  I strutted to James’ office and handed him the coffee. We chatted for a bit before his phone started to ring.  He picked it up and happily answered. He nodded his head before telling the person on the other end to let him up.  He hung up the phone and told me that our client was here.

We walked to the conference room and stood near the door with giant smiles on our faces.  Our client turned the corner and stepped into the conference. We shouted congratulations and smiled.  James couldn’t help himself and spilled the beans. He talked at a mile a minute, explaining everything that happened.

Mr. Neasvelle’s eyes lit up and a grin broke out across his face.  I could see tears starting to form in his eyes and slowly start to stream down his face.  He told us he couldn’t believe what had happened. He sat down in the nearest chair and covered his face with his hands.  He started sobbing and when we asked him what was wrong, he told us he never expected to win the case.

He told us that he always trusted us, but there was a small part of him that didn’t think we could actually win.  He was expecting to be in jail for the rest of his life for something he didn’t do. I sat down next to him and put a hand on his shoulder.  I explained that we always try our best to win the cases, and in his case, we won. It wasn’t because of all of the evidence or how we presented the case, it was because his ex-wife’s lawyer was dumb and tried to cause an issue to win.  And because of that we won the case.

Mr. Neasvelle looked at both of us and thanked us profusely.  He told us that he couldn’t thank us enough and that he would get the payment to us as soon as he had the money.  I looked at James who nodded, giving me the go ahead. I told Mr. Neasvelle that we wouldn’t be taking any sort of payment.  He needed the money more than we did and we had decided that we didn’t want to take any of it.

I have never seen a client cry so much out of happiness.  He engulfed me in a hug and cried even harder. He thanked us over and over and over.  James came over and gave Mr. Neasvelle a hug as well. I have never been happier with the outcome of a trial and I couldn’t have asked for a better reaction from our client.  It felt amazing.

Once Mr. Neasvelle composed himself, we walked him out to the lobby and saw him out.  It felt good. I haven’t felt this way in a long time. It made me happy to be a lawyer.  It made me realize how much I enjoy helping people. I couldn’t be happier with this outcome.

I leave this here.  I’m going out to celebrate.  The first round is on James, so I can’t be late.  So here’s where I leave it. G’night.

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Glimmer of Hope

Good morning!  How was everyone’s weekend?  I spend a lot of time lounging around and relaxing which was nice.  I unfortunately didn’t get as much writing done as I would’ve liked, but it happens.

This week is actually another story for Grammy’s Grid.  I got a little inspiration from writing the last story so I decided to do another story for the link party.  This story is a Feel Good Story and I hope you enjoy!

Glimmer of Hope

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Erin sat on a rock in the middle of the desert and cried.  She had been walking for hours and hadn’t come across any other living beings.  She watched the sun go from the middle of the sky to down under the horizon. Her mind was racing with how to get out of the situation but nothing seemed to be working in her favor.

She still wasn’t sure how this happened.  One minute she was hanging out with friends at a party and the next moment she’s blacked out.  When she woke up, she was in the middle of the desert. Erin wasn’t sure how long she had been blacked out for but what she knew was that she needed to find a way to get home.  Her phone was missing and she wasn’t even sure she was walking in the right direction to find help.

After a good cry session, Erin stood up and looked around.  She saw something in the distance that looked like it could be some help.  Her feet begrudgingly moved forward towards the small glimmer of hope that was in the distance.  She tried to run toward the small oasis of hope but no matter what she didn’t seem to be moving faster.  

The sand seemed to make Erin’s feet drag a bit more even though she was trying to move quickly.  She had to pay attention to where she was running so she didn’t accidentally run into a cactus of some sort.  The stars started to twinkle a little brighter as she realized she was getting closer to her possible salvation.

She stopped at the top of the hill to look at her small hope.  There was a small tent sitting in the middle of a valley. A small fire smouldered next to the tent meaning that someone was nearby.  Erin wearily walked down the small hill of sand toward the tent, praying that the people would be willing to help her.

“Help…”  Erin tried to say something as loud as possible but it wasn’t super loud.  She took another step and fell in the sand. She was exhausted from walking for so long but she had to try to get their attention.  She lifted her head, cleared her throat, and tried again. “Help!”

There was a rustle in the tent and the front of the tent opened.  A man poked his head out of the tent and gasped. “Oh my…hey! Are you okay?”  He stepped out of the tent and rushed over toward Erin. He grabbed her shoulders and helped her to her feet.  “Are you okay? You look terrible…”

Erin coughed and brushed herself off.  “Uh…no…I woke up in the middle of the desert this afternoon.  I don’t really know what happened but I am completely lost. Can you help me?”

The man nodded and led her toward the tent.  “Of course. My family is camping out tonight and leaving in the morning.  We will get you to safety, don’t worry.” He led her toward the tent where she saw his wife and 2 kids in sleeping bags.  He gathered as many blankets as he could to make a bed of some sort.  

Erin laid down on the bed and felt herself relax.  She was safe and she was going to find her way home.  She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before drifting off to sleep.

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A Blast from the Past Stories

Good morning!  This is a little bit of a different blog post so apologies in advance if you expecting a brand new story.  But because we have some new people following the blog, I wanted to take a look back to show off some of my past stories.  Some of these will be the beginning of series and others will be single stories.  Each photo will take you to the story, so feel free to click around and check out the other stories on the blog.  Enjoy!

Runaway  The King is Dead

drowning  Trapped

The Haunted Circus  Now Hiring

Exploration  Alphabet Series

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A Guest is a Guest

Good morning!  Did everyone have a good weekend?  I had the past two days off from work so it’s been nice to have some time to sit down and write.  So that’s been wonderful!

This story is based off of a true story from my mom.  She told me about this and I knew that I had to write about it.  I don’t want to give too much away,  but I promise that it was a happy ending.  So without further ado, I hope you enjoy this Feel Good Story!

A Guest is a Guest

A Guest is a Guest

It was almost 5 o’clock and I still hadn’t taken the dogs for a walk.  It wasn’t a difficult job…okay…it was kind of difficult. There were 4 of them after all.  I had to walk them in pairs: Ellie and Mango together and Remi and Moxie together. And even though I had gotten off work much earlier that day, I had a hair appointment that took much longer than I was intending it to.

So I decided I had to take them.  All four of them would be greatly disappointed if they didn’t go on a walk.  I gathered up my leashes and harnesses for Remi and Moxie and ushered them into the garage to get them ready to go.  They bounced off the ground with each step, more and more eager to pull me through the neighborhood. They were obviously excited.

I shut the door from my laundry room to the garage and knelt down to get them harnessed up.  Then something fell. My head spun, what was that? I didn’t know where it came from or what actually fell.  I slowly stood up to get a better look and saw a long black tail scurry across the woodworking table.

“If that was a rat…I’m going to scream.”

I slowly inched forward toward the woodworking bench.  My arm slowly extended out and I held my breath as I reached for the box that the animal was hiding behind.  My fingers tapped the box before gripping it and moving it away from the corner.

And there sat the cutest calico kitten I had ever seen.

“Oh…hi baby.”  The kitten meowed at me, confused about what was going on.  Remi and Moxie started barking, unsure of what was taking me so long and why we hadn’t left for their walk yet.  I slowly reached over the box and picked up the kitten. She was tiny, barely bigger than my hand. And then the dogs lost their minds.  “Oh stop it. It’s just a cute little baby.” I brought her inside and closed her in the laundry room so the other dogs wouldn’t see her.  What was I going to do?

I finally got the dogs out of the garage and we started on our parade through the quiet neighborhood.  Or…quiet until my dogs walked through. I didn’t know what to do with this kitten. I didn’t want to leave her out for the night but I had to think of all of the dogs too.  I had to find a place to put her. Did I even have any cat litter?

Once Remi and Moxie had pulled me through the neighborhood, I knew I had to figure something out for the kitten.  I opened the garage door and realized I had a large dog crate for Remi when she was little. It took me a moment to remember where it was, but as I scanned the wall I saw it.  Up on the top shelf.

“Well shoot.  I guess I need a ladder.”  I turned around to find a stepstool and careful climbed up to get the crate down.  I unfolded the crate and set it a short distance away from the door so that way I could get the kitty out of the laundry room and into the crate and away from the dogs.  So I slowly opened the door and quickly scooped up the kitty and placed her in the crate before having to corral all of the dogs inside.

“Guys.”  I made all of the dogs sit on the floor in front of me.  “Now…we have a guest who is currently in the garage and we are to make her feel welcome.  Okay?” Moxie barked and wagged her tail at me. “Thank you Moxie. I’m glad we can agree.” The other dogs just sat there staring at me.  “Okay, I’m glad we had this meeting. Now Ellie and Mango, let’s go for our walk.”

I brought the crate with the kitten inside the laundry room before taking Ellie and Mango out for their walk.  While walking the dogs I had to decide what I was doing with the kitten. I couldn’t keep her, I had 4 dogs of my own and 2 cats.  I had no room in my house for another kitty. But I couldn’t just let her go; who knows what would happen to her.

When I got back home I had made a decision.  I knew I wasn’t going to be able to keep her, but I couldn’t throw her out of my house during the night.  I gathered the dogs inside and grabbed my car keys. I was at least going to keep the kitty comfortable while she was here overnight and sleep on what to do next.

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Drowning in His Thoughts

Good morning!  I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend!  Did anyone do anything interesting?  I just worked unfortunately, but it is now time for a new story!  This is another story for Grammy’s Grid and the prompt for this story goes as follows:

The fish in the aquarium looked as if they…

I must admit, this one was a little difficult for me because I wasn’t sure what direction I wanted to take with it.  I actually wrote 2 different opening paragraphs before I decided on what I wanted to do.  So this story is a Feel Good story, which isn’t a common occurrence on the blog, but it is nice to write a nice story every once in a while.  Enjoy!

Drowning in His Thoughts

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The fish in the aquarium looked as if they had been dead for days if not a week.  The water was starting to turn a muck brown from the decaying bodies and the algae that was growing along the walls of the tank.  Every single fish was belly up, floating along the top of the water as if they were still alive. The motor on the water pump had burnt out from running for too long or having too much dirty water run through it.

Shawn sat in the middle of the room and thoroughly took in everything that was there.  The bed was unmade and the two pillows strewn across the floor. A set of pajamas and bunny slippers laid on the floor near the headboard of the bed, one pant leg was bent in a way that made the pants look like they were running away from something.  Few things sat on top of the bedside table including a cup of water, a book with a pink bookmark 3/4th of the way through the pages, a pair of headphones, a bottle of lotion, and a small bottle of pills. Shawn’s eyes moved over toward the dresser where one drawer was left open.  A few photo frames sat on top of the dresser, each one filled with photos of family and friends. Every photo had smiles and happiness plastered all over them, but was that what was really happening while the photo was taken?

As Shawn let out a sigh, he slowly stood up.  He was trying to get in the mind of Maggie, trying to find out what happened and why she had disappeared.  He was so worried about her, he knew she was busy with school and work but he never suspected that she had disappeared.  He stepped over to the dresser and picked up a photo of the two of them on their last date, 4 days before she was last heard from.  They were so happy, or at least he thought they were.

“Maggie…where did you go?  Or I guess I should ask what happened to you?  Did you run away on your own? Or did somebody take you?”  He turned and sat down on the bed to think, tears starting to form on the corners of his eyes.  “Why didn’t I try looking for you sooner?”

Shawn felt his phone start to vibrate in his pocket.  He quickly grabbed for it and answered, even though it was a number that he didn’t recognize.  “This is Shawn.”

A very timid voice answered on the other end of the phone.  “Shawn? It’s me, Maggie.”

Shawn stood up, he couldn’t believe that she was calling him.  “Maggie! Where are you? Are you okay? What happened? I can’t believe you’re calling me!”

There was silence on the other end of the phone.  “I don’t know where I am, I’m okay, and I still don’t really know what happened.  All I know is that I’m using a payphone outside of a Carl’s Jr. Wait…” Shawn could hear her asking someone if they knew the address.  “I’m at 3298 Lafayette Street in Jonestown. Just…come get me. Hurry.”

Shawn was already out her front door when she said that.  “I’m on my way baby. Just stay inside and I will be there as soon as I can.  Okay?”

There was a slight pause on the other end of the phone.  “Okay. I just…I hope they don’t find me…”

“They won’t Maggie.  Stay positive. Hide in the bathroom if you need to.  Have you called the police?”

“Not yet, I’ll call them once I get off the phone with you.  But I wanted to at least call you to let you know I was okay.  Just come get me please.”

“I’m on my way.  I love you.” Shawn hung up the phone and started typing in the address to see he was 30 minutes away from where she was.  He raced to his car and started the engine, carefully pulling onto the street and making his way towards Maggie. He had to make sure she was safe and okay.

His thoughts clouded his mind as he drove toward the Carl’s Jr. It was almost as if he was drowning in his thoughts; he couldn’t think straight.  Shawn almost missed the exit he needed to take because he was only thinking of Maggie. He prayed that she wasn’t hurt and that he could just whisk her back to her apartment.  

But he also couldn’t stop blaming himself.  He hadn’t heard from her in a week which was a long amount of time.  He should’ve gone to check on her even though she told him that she was always busy.  And he should’ve fed her fish when he first went to check to see if she was okay. She wasn’t going to be happy that her beloved fish were dead, but she should at least be happy to be alive.  He should’ve tried harder to find out if she was missing, maybe he could’ve found her sooner. But, it wasn’t how things worked out and he had to find a way to accept that.

Shawn pulled into the parking lot and quickly parked his car.  He raced inside to see Maggie talking to 2 officers. She saw him walk in and immediately stood up and ran over to him.  He embraced her, squeezing her so close against him that he was afraid he was going to snap her body in half. But he didn’t want to let her go and lose her again.  She looked up at him, tears steaming down her face. “I’m so glad you’re here.”

“I’m just glad that you’re okay.  I should’ve checked to see if you were home after you didn’t answer the phone for four days.”  He kissed her forehead. “I’m sorry, I let you down.”

Maggie shook her head.  “No, you wouldn’t have known.  I told you that if I don’t answer my phone that I’m probably busy.  That’s my fault for making you think that I will always be okay.” She laid her head against his chest.  “Don’t leave me please. I want you to sit with me through the questions. Please.”

Shawn looked over her head at the officers who nodded.  “Of course.” They sat down and Maggie answered every question the officers asked her.  It felt like it was taking forever, but Shawn didn’t really care. He finally had closure for his thoughts.  She didn’t blame him and she was safe. The kidnappers were still out there somewhere but at least Maggie was safe.  Shawn wasn’t going to let Maggie out of his sight until everything died down. And hopefully that wouldn’t take too long.

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Through the Rabbit Hole

Good morning!  How was everyone’s weekend?  I actually got to spend some time with my family up in the mountains.  And I got to make s’mores on National S’mores Day so that was fun!

This story is completely original and I heard the first line when I was working my job at an escape room.  When I heard the first line I knew that I had to use it for a story.  So this is a Feel Good story, which isn’t a common occurrence on the blog, but enjoy!

Through the Rabbit Hole

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“Look under the carpet.  There’s always keys under carpets.”  Rachel started lifting up the rugs in the room, hoping to find any way to get out of the room.

Jesse groaned.  “How in the world are we supposed to get out of here?  We’ve been stuck in here for hours. And I’ve looked under the rugs already…there was nothing there.”
Rachel threw her hands up in the air in disgust.  “Well I didn’t know that! Why wouldn’t you have told me that before I started picking up the rugs?  What have we not looked in? Or looked at?”

Jesse bent down and sat on the floor.  He ran his hand through his hair and stared up at the ceiling.  “I don’t know. We’ve looked at everything in here and we’ve found nothing.  I’ve run out of ideas.”

“We can’t give up!  We have to find a way out.  What will our families think if we don’t come home?”  She spun around looking at what was on the walls. “What…what about this picture?  Did we look there?” She ran up to the wall and tried to yank the picture off the nail.

“Rach…it’s not worth it.  We’re stuck here for who knows how long.  So we might as well just relax and wait.”

She turned around and looked at him.  “We aren’t going to be stuck here for that long.  I just…I don’t know why we are stuck here or who shut us in here but we need to get out.”

Jesse let out a long exasperated breath.  “I know you’re angry, and so am I. But the only thing that we can do for now is to just sit and relax.  So sit down and relax. And maybe if you calm down we will be able to figure something out.”

Rachel stared at Jesse and sat down on the floor across the room from him.  She leaned against the wall in a huff. “Can I ask you a question?” Jesse shrugged.  “Why did you ask me out here to this random house?”

“Uh…”  Jesse’s eyes went directly to the floor, not wanting to make eye contact with her.  “Because I wanted to talk to you. And…like…not at one of our houses. Like a neutral location.”

“Okay…but why this random house that we are now trapped in?”

He shrugged again.  “I don’t know. Marcus told me about this place and I thought it was a good place to talk.  But he didn’t tell me about this room that we could fall through a trapdoor.”

Rachel crossed her arms across her chest.  “So what did you want to talk to me about?”

“I wanted to talk about us.  About what happened to us. I wanted to talk through things that happened.”

Rachel scoffed.  “Like what? How you cheated on me?  And how you lied to my face about it?”

Jesse nodded.  “Yeah. Like that.  And I know you probably won’t believe me but I regret that night so much.  You have no idea how much I regret that night because not only did I lose my girlfriend, but I lost my best friend as well.”  

She scoffed.  “Well maybe you should have thought of that before you decided to cheat on me.  And maybe you shouldn’t always act like the victim. I bet you have never considered how I feel through all of this.”

A tear started to fall down Jesse’s cheek.  “You don’t think that I thought about how much I hurt you?  You think I’m that selfish that I didn’t consider how much I hurt you after the fact.  That’s why I lied to you in the beginning because I knew how much I had hurt you even when I hadn’t told you yet.  I didn’t want to lie but I did it to try to protect you.”

“Did you think I would take it better if you told me a month after the fact like you did?  Because I could’ve told you then that you were wrong before you even decided to lie to me.”  Rachel shook her head. “I feel like I’ve wasted so much of life dating an idiot.”

Jesse let out a sigh.  “I understand that you are hurt and I know that I’m the problem, but just hear me out okay?  We were best friends when we were little kids. Our families were friends and they still are friends.  And now if our families hang out we can’t even talk to each other. We can barely be in the same room together for more than 5 minutes.  I mean…we started dating when we were 16. That’s 4 years that we were together and I wouldn’t call it a waste of either of our lives. We’ve grown up a lot since we started dating and we have matured a lot.  But I feel like you are being childish and not listening to me and what I have to say. I cannot apologize enough to you about what I did to our relationship. And I understand if you don’t want to date me ever again, but I want to be able to be on talking terms.  I don’t want it to be awkward between us anymore. I want to go back to what we were before we started dating or when we were dating. I just…” His face was now red from crying. “I just want to reverse what I did and I cannot apologize enough to you.”

Rachel sat on her side of the room and started to tear up.  She didn’t realize how hurt Jesse had been when he had hurt her.  She had been so angry at him that she just blew up at him and never really looked back.  But now, now she realized how hurt they both were. She took a deep breath and looked at Jesse.  “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize how hurt we both were. I accept your apology and I agree with you.  I want to go back to the way things were. I don’t know if I can date you again but we can definitely be friends.”

Jesse paused and smiled.  “I’m glad. I was really hoping you would say that.”

She smiled and nodded.  “Honestly, I’m glad you talked to me.  I’ve been really thinking about it lately and I was hoping that we could talk.  Which is what we did.”

They both sat on their respective sides of the room in silence for a couple minutes before there was a loud noise from overhead.  They looked at each other with shocked looks on their faces and started screaming. “Help! Help us!”

The two of them continued to scream for help as they stood in the middle of the floor.  There was the sound of something being pried open and suddenly there was some light in the small room.  Rachel and Jesse could see 2 firefighters standing at the top. They were getting saved and they were going to get out.  Jesse wrapped his arms around Rachel and gave her a quick hug before the ladder was brought down to the floor. It felt good to get everything off of their chests and solve their issues.

Maybe they didn’t find the key to get out, but they did find the key to solving their problems.

The Hunter

Good morning!  How is everyone today?  I know it’s Monday, but this week is 4th of July!  Does anyone have any fun plans for the 4th?  Having some good barbecues, spending time with family, lighting off some fireworks?  I know I will be doing almost all of that.  I don’t know about fireworks but I will definitely be spending time with family and eating barbecue.

I’m not going to explain much in this story, I will let it speak for itself.  This is a Feel Good Story.  Enjoy!

The Hunter

The Hunter

Ty sat in the tree with his bow and arrows.  He had been sitting there all day hoping to find something on this hunt, but so far there had been nothing.  Nothing!  This was his first time hunting in months and he was going to be very upset if he ended up going home with nothing.

As he sat there waiting, there was a shuffle below him.  Ty’s eyes drifted down to the bushes to see a deer walking out into the open.  She was beautiful, or maybe he was just excited because this was the first deer to walk into his sights all day.  But either way he was excited and ready to take the shot.

He slowly reached behind him to grab an arrow out of the quiver behind his back, trying very hard to not make a sound.  His finger tips tapped the tops of all of his arrows, desperately trying to grab one of them.  Ty finally gripped one of them and gently pulled it out of the quiver.  The deer stopped.  Ty stopped, hoping to not scare the deer off from the sound.  The deer started to move again, completely unaware of Ty still sitting in the tree.

Ty finally got the arrow out of the quiver and loaded it onto the bow.  His fingers gripped the string and he started to pull back.  He brought the bow up to his eye, closing one to focus on his target.  His arms shifted slightly to move the bow to the correct position.  He breathed in and started to breathe out, about ready to release the arrow.

But before he could release the arrow there was a rustling beneath him.  Ty’s vision shifted downward, keeping the arrow still at the ready.  A fawn walked out of the bushes and ran over to his mother.  The small baby stared at his mother, waiting to be shown where to go and what to do.

Ty still had the bow drawn but was now in a dilemma.  He didn’t want to take a mother away from her baby but he also didn’t want to go home empty handed.  His hand started to shake, unsure what to do in the situation.  Ty took a deep breath and finally loosen the bow.

The bow and arrow fell to his side.  He couldn’t do it.  He couldn’t take a mother away from her baby.  He wasn’t that big of a monster and a bad person to do so.  Ty sat there, watching the two of them munching on the grass in the field.

He waited until they left before he got down from his perch in the tree.  He knew he was going home empty handed but he didn’t really mind.  He spared a life today and that was something to be proud of.  Ty wasn’t proud of the fact that he came home empty handed, but he was proud of himself for sparing a life and letting a baby grow up with his mother.

That’s What Friends Are For

Hello!  Is everyone ready for a new week to start?  Or are we all still hoping that it’s the weekend?  For me, I’m ready for the week to be over because there are exciting things for me this weekend.  So, let’s get this week started!

This story is different from what I normally write.  I guess I was just looking for something a little different and this is what I came up with.  And it isn’t a dark story!  It’s actually a Feel Good Story so I hope you enjoy!

That’s What Friends Are For

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“Uh…”  Being put on the spot made Ariel draw a blank.  She wasn’t expecting the professor to call on her and she wasn’t paying attention.  Her eyes widened as she scanned the board, trying to cling onto any information that would possibly help her.  “Uh…c=2?”

The professor smiled.  “Good job.  Now…can you please tell the class how you got that?”

Ariel felt her face turning red.  “Um…I took the whole equation and I saw that every number was divisible by 4, so that left me with 12+(4×3)/48.  So once I got that I calculated the top half which equals 24.  And then I divided, which means that c=2.”

The professor’s smile widened.  “Very good.  Did everyone understand how we got there?”  He continued to answer other student’s questions about the equation as Ariel was able to relax.

She hated school.  Okay…maybe not hate school, but she strongly disliked it.  She didn’t like going to school, she felt like it was a waste of time.  She was 16 and a freshman in college; she didn’t really fit in with anyone on campus.  She wished she wasn’t as smart as she was, maybe she wouldn’t be in college.

“Class dismissed.  I will see all of you on Thursday.”  Everyone quickly got up and left the classroom, racing off to their next class.

Ariel slowly got up and walked out of the classroom.  She was on her way to her next math class where she was going to bored out of her mind.  Math was her strong suit so she didn’t need to pay much attention in those classes, but she unfortunately still had to attend for points.

She turned the corner and immediately hit a wall.  She was knocked off her feet and fell on her back, leaving her dazed.  “Oh my gosh!  I’m so sorry.”  Ariel looked up to see a giant guy standing in front of her.  He looked like a giant football player, or a brick wall depending on how you looked at him.  He got down on his knee and reached out his hand.  “Are you hurt?  I’m so sorry again.  Please, let me help you.”

Ariel started to gather her papers as this guy started to gather her other belongings that started to scatter.  He came back and helped her to her feet.  “I’m Damien.”

She felt her face starting to turn red.  “I’m Ariel.  It’s nice to meet you.”

He smiled.  “I’m so sorry again.  I just…I don’t always know my own strength haha.”  He nervously ran his hand through his hair.  “I…uh…better get to my calculus class.  I have to really pay attention to somewhat understand it…so…I’m sorry again.  I hope to see you around.”

Damien started to walk away toward his classroom.  Ariel spun around.  “Hey!”  He turned back to her, an eyebrow cocked.  “I…uh…I could help you with your calculus if you want…math is kinda my strong suit.”

“Really?”  Damien’s eyes started to light up.  “That would be great.  I really…really don’t understand most of it so any help would be great.  Here.”  He pulled out a piece of paper and wrote down his number.  “Text me later and we can meet up.”  He tore the paper out of his notebook and gave it to Ariel.

She smiled.  “Yeah.  I’ll text you after my next class and set up a time so I can help you.”  They went their separate ways and Ariel ended up in her classroom just in time.  She sat at her desk and looked at Damien’s number, not really sure when she would have time.  But he seemed like a genuine guy who really needed the help.  She pulled out her phone and punched in his number.

Hey Damien, it’s Ariel.  I have a three hour break after this class if you want some help.  Let me know!

Her phone buzzed shortly after.  I have a hour break but I could use the help.  Thanks again!

Ariel smiled as she text him back.  No problem.  That’s what friends are for.

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Memories

Good morning!  I hope you have all had a good week and ready to celebrate the weekend.  I, unfortunately, have to work the weekend so all work no play for me.  Oh well, it will work out in the end.

This story was inspired by my friend Melinda.  I asked her for a random sentence and voila!  A story has appeared.  So thanks Melinda for the inspiration!

Also, this story is the last one story before I partake in the A to Z Blogging Challenge.  This will be a long continuous story for the whole month of April, So if you want to follow along, feel free to start on the 1st and visit everyday for the month.  Except for Sundays, there will be no post then.  So enjoy this little feel good story and be prepared for a long story in April.

Memories

“I drove by a field of cows while on my way to school.  That’s how exciting my day was.  Yours?”  Mattie sighed.  She was so bored that day, nothing crazy had happened.

Oliver shrugged.  “Mine was about the same.  Nothing crazy.  Just work like normal.”  He cut his steak, took a bite, and frowned.  “I didn’t season this enough.  It’s kinda bland.”

Mattie chewed a piece of asparagus.  “Yeah…the asparagus is pretty terrible too.  How about we just get pizza instead?”

“We just had pizza 2 nights ago.  Plus…we need to get better at cooking and we don’t have much extra spending money.  So we might as well just suffer.”  Oliver swallowed some asparagus and shuddered.  “Ugh…but pizza does sound fantastic.”

The two of them somehow managed to get through their meal and Oliver went to clean up the dishes.  Mattie sat there and watched Oliver with a smile on her face.  They may have only been married for 6 months, but their whole relationship had been wonderful.

She thought about the first time that they met.  They were in a group project for a communications class and grew closer as they worked.  Oliver was the first one to make a move, asking her out to lunch.  They started dating shortly after and Mattie had never looked back.

Oliver was the sweetest man she had ever met.  He always made her feel special, almost like she was a queen.  But he was so caring and compassionate.  Mattie’s grandmother passed away shortly after they started dating and Oliver was there by her side as she mourned.  He comforted her and made sure she was okay and it was something that Mattie appreciated.

He also helped her when it came to her schooling.  Mattie remembered a time she called Oliver in complete tears and told him she wasn’t prepared for a test the next day.  He immediately left home and drove to her place to help her study.  They stayed up for hours as they studied and Mattie was so appreciative of him.  She ended up getting a B on the test which she was okay with.  But he was so supportive of her studying and getting a good grade.

So when he proposed to her a year ago, she obviously said yes.  She couldn’t imagine her life with a different person.  They planned a small wedding that was held in Oliver’s parent’s backyard.  It was beautiful.  It was perfect.

And now they were in their own house.  Oliver had saved quite a bit of money to get them into their own house.  It was small but it was perfect for the two of them.  And now they were living a perfect little life.  They didn’t spend too much money so they could still pay for their house.  But Mattie didn’t mind, she was happy.

Oliver looked over from the dishes and saw her smiling.  He smiled at her.  “What are you smiling about?  Do I look sexy while I’m washing the dishes?”

Mattie giggled.  “Oh nothing.  I’m just thinking about how happy we are.”

He walked over and kissed her.  “We are pretty happy aren’t we?”  He kissed her again.  “I love you.”

Mattie leaned into Oliver, wrapping her arms around his waist.  “I love you too.”

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My Secret

Hello! This is a story that I am writing as a part of the Short Story Prompt Link Party on Grammy’s Grid. Go check out her blog to see the other stories.

The premise of this link party is to get a prompt and write a short story to go with it. The writing prompt for this link party is as follows:

As I stood in the shower with the warm water running down…

I hope you enjoy my contribution to the link party. This story is categorized Feel Good. Here is ‘My Secret’. Enjoy!

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As I stood in the shower with the warm water running down my body, I started to panic. No one knew my secret, I had wanted it to be that way. But I had decided a few days earlier that today was going to be the day.

There wasn’t much I could do anymore to hide it; every day that went by made me hope that no one would notice. My clothes could only do so much to keep my secret at bay. My lifestyle was starting to change and close family and friends were starting to take notice. I could only do so much before the whole world would know.

I stepped out of the shower and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked exhausted. No matter how warm the shower was and how much makeup I plastered on my face it never changed. It looked like I was in a perpetual state of tired. My cheeks were red from the warm water but they looked slimmer than normal. Dang it.  Now they will all know.

My body made it’s way out of the bathroom and into my small bedroom. I had already picked out an outfit for the day: a cute black baby doll top and jeans. I smiled, that shirt was one of my favorites. If it wasn’t frowned upon, I would definitely wear it everyday of the week. My hands reached for the clothes and I quickly dressed for the day.

As I reached for the doorknob I felt the panic start to sink in again. What if my family didn’t accept what I was going to tell them? What if they were embarrassed by my secret and disowned me? What if I had to move out immediately and I became homeless? I put both of my hands on my head and shook it. Don’t think like that. Try to be positive.   Try to think positive.

I took a deep breath and opened my door. My body made it’s way to the kitchen table where my family sat. My mom walked over and kissed me on the cheek. “Reese! Good morning. I was just about to serve pancakes.”

I smiled. “Thanks mom. I will take two.” I took a deep breath as I sat down. Breathe.  Relax.  It’s your mom and dad.  They will still love you.

“Reese? Are you okay?” I looked up from the table to see my father looking at me. He looked concerned. “You look pale. Is everything okay?”

“Uh…” I took a shaky breath and closed my eyes. “Uh…no…everything is not okay…I…uh…I have something to tell you.”

My mother rushed over and sat down. She took my hand and squeezed it. “What’s wrong sweetheart? Please tell us.”

I felt tears starting to form in my eyes. “I…I have been feeling very depressed. I have had people at school making fun of me and no matter what I do it doesn’t help. I have tried toning them out and walking away. I have talked to them and told them how I feel. But nothing has worked. I stopped eating my lunch at school because so many people were calling me fat. I just…I don’t know what to do anymore. I…I thought high school was supposed to be better than junior high but it’s just as bad. Is there something wrong with me?”

I barely finished my sentence when I broke down in tears. I heard the screech of the chairs on the laminate floor and my body was engulfed in the arms of both of my parents. They held me tight, making me feel safe and warm. I felt a kiss on the top of my head. “Oh Reese. There is nothing wrong with you. You are perfect no matter what other people say. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.”

“Your mother is right. Don’t let those bullies get to your head. No matter what they say you are perfect just the way you are. And you can always come to one of us if you are ever feeling sad. We can always get a therapist if you if you are feeling very depressed.

“That’s right sweetheart. We want you to be happy. We don’t want anything bad to happen to you.”

I smiled as the tears cascaded down my cheeks. I don’t know why I was so worried. They were there to help her and they understood. She smiled. “Thank you. I love you both so much.”

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