Cheek kissing

“When the family bought the house across the street, I wanted to be a good neighbor and help, especially when your spouse passed. Well, you took my kind deeds wrong and thought you were going to be special to me. My Carl passed had away many years earlier, and I was not interested in a man. My little Poopsie knew you were selfish and hateful that was why every time you came to the house, she growled and wanted to bite you,” Mary stopped talking and remained silent. “Hey Bob, was that you?”…

Tyler smiled brighter than I’d ever seen him before, and he hugged me tight and rested his chin on my head. “I love you so much, I can’t even put it into words.” This was surprising because Tyler has always been great with words. “I’d live for you, I’d die for you, I’d even kill for you.” (Do Ya SeE wHaT i DiD tHeRe?) Tyler kissed me, but our little moment was ruined by my phone ringing. I rolled my eyes and answered it. “Hello?” I said to the moment-ruiner. “Y/n!” It was Rayna, “where the…

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A week had passed since Trevor kidnapped me and I still hadn’t told anybody. Mark had been over, and I tried to pretend that everything was normal, but he sensed that something was bothering me. When we made love, I didn’t feel anything for him. I wasn’t sure if it was because of his thumb sized penis or if it was because I couldn’t get what happened between Trevor and me off of my mind. That fool set me up to have his way with me. I wasn’t sure if I was ever going to get over this and I wanted…

The gravel crunches beneath my loafers and a wave of familiarity washes over me. At the top of the hill I see the whole settlement before me. From here, it looks the same as it does in my memories from all those years ago. I feel my chest tighten and I instantly recollect every moment I spent in this place. Starting to make my way down the steep drive, my daughter Eleanora holds onto my elbow helping steady my now wobbly legs. Lucy, my vibrant granddaughter, is chatting away with the tour guide…

Celie slipped into Mr. Cunnington’s classroom, tip-toed while hugging the wall, and glided towards Mr. Cunnington’s “executive” desk at the back right corner of the rectangular room. She paused, then crouched her petite figure behind the cool metal surface of the desk and leaned against the rugged wall that might’ve been white once upon a time, and sighed. It wasn’t everyday Celie made it this far, the trek across the room was fatal to anyone that arrived late. By now, Celie may have already…

thought it was it was stupid and fake. I told my dad that I wanted to ask this “boy” out and he told me, “That’s not appropriate, girls don’t ask boys out.” And while I partly agreed from all the movies I watched with the boy asking the girl out and kissing her first and not the other way around, Emily was not a boy. “Why?” I asked playing dumb, not really knowing what to do with his response. Boys had to show interest in me in order for me to requite it? Well what would I do in the case of…

The purpose of a child observation undertaking is to understand the human developmental process; to practice observational skills and to improve information-gathering technics as well as to illustrate the ability to analyze and apply learnt developmental theories. On Friday, 10/2/15, from 4pm to 5:45pm, a naturalistic observation method was utilized to observe a child for 60 minutes at her residence. Then the child’s mother was interviewed for 30 minutes. Goodwin and Goodwin (2012) defined…

Pangea book one: Covenant I Merrick Part 1: The beginning I have never been the best student in class. I’ve never turned in a homework nor my attendance was perfect, but why anything weird or extremely strange does needs to happen to me. Oh sorry, my name is Merrick I'm from the air civilization. Yea, the world is divided into five civilizations. Fire, those cocky bastards never lose a fight, I would not recommend having a contest or some other kind of competition with them. Earth, those…

He turned a little sideways in his chair to drink his mug of coffee. At the table on his left the man with the strident voice was still talking remorselessly away. A young woman who was perhaps his secretary, and who was sitting with her back to Winston, was listening to him and seemed to be eagerly agreeing with everything that he said. From time to time Winston caught some such remark as 'I think you're so right, I do so agree with you', uttered in a youthful and rather silly feminine voice.…