The Chair in the Doorway

Melancholy with Love by: Jon Barrett Melancholy with Love tell me how you feel is your heart made out of steel back in the ally way where herion is a must for it is all you can trust an insist thats a must. Couldn’t get over the thoughts and the feeling all around me I can see the sadness yet in love yet the goodness comes at a price of endless dreaming steel rails goes in rough the blood is tough down to the last vial to the last hour don’t want it to be over. I just want…

Adult Hunt 2 Book 2 Holodeck Maze Games Unpublished work Copyright 2015 Roselinda Johnson, Ed.D. Adult Hunt 2 Finally, all the 50 contestants and their parents had arrived and were in their appointed room assignments. I am sure that all the technical equipment and luxury of their surroundings impressed them all. The parents did not know what was in store for them because they were not given all the information that the contestants were given. After the time for the Holodeck…

Madiha is six years old. Her birthday is March twenty-ninth. Madiha enjoys reading books and doing her homework. She loves to play with her friends. Once upon a time, there was a girl named Mia. Every day, she would go to her aunt's house. Every day, she thought the walk was boring. Until one day, she went to a shop, and she found a beautiful rug. She took the rug home, and she found out that it was a magic carpet. She flew everywhere. She went to India to see an elephant. She went to…

The road to Marrakesh The night before their departure from Anfa, Antonio lay on the creaking bed, staring at the ceiling of his room in the house in the Alt Baha. He wondered how Carolina would be managing without him and whether she and Lupita were still working the streets of Madrid as a duet. He missed Carolina more than anyone else, including Francisca, who still badly wanted to marry him. He liked her but remained unsure of a future with the woman. He wondered whether Carolina had sent…

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.…

Chapter Fifteen ‘One Last Call’ When Harper slouched into her Monday morning registration class after a mournful weekend lamenting her dismal display at the science exhibition, she wished the day was over already. As she waited for an unusually late Miss. Turncroft to take to her desk for the morning register, Harper turned her attention from the empty space at the front of the class, to the empty space out the window. The clear blue sky had turned a distraught grey, whilst a giant monstrosity…