I am Andrea Lewis, and I am a nurse
This is my story, and how I came to care for my patient, Andrew
Andrew had always been different from the other children His frail body and weak immune system were two factors in a life filled with sickness Poor little Andrew's life consisted of his bedroom and home, to a hospital bed, due to his continuous illnesses Andrew hated it It made him feel helpless and weak His right wrist was numb...[Read More]
Arthur had just come home from a week of restful camping with his 2 best friends The three of them had been planning the trip months in advance due to the ever growing toxic work environment that was created with their new supervisor Arthur was particularly excited when the 3 of them had planned the trip, mainly because going out into the woods had always put his mind at ease
When Arthur was a child he would go on trips in...[Read More]
I was 12 years old when I met my mother
We just moved into a new neighborhood Autumn leaves began to dribble as my dad started to unpack our things My brother, who was 4 at the time, was playing with his "Imaginary Friend" who he supposedly just met when we moved in My brother invited me to play with her, telling me that his "Friend" wanted to introduce himself Thinking it was absurd of him to have an imaginary friend...[Read More]
I was never at all superstitious from what I can remember I always looked at life from a practical sense I was always in the present, I liked my practicality and realism, it was my favorite part of myself
I had a passion for interior design and home furnishings, I liked to think of myself as an artist When I was not at work I would often browse the internet, I had my own blog I posted photos of my home...[Read More]
Tap Tap Tap
It must be raining
Tap Tap Tap
Blaire rolled over
Knock
Damn tree branch
Tap Tap Tap
She pushed the blanket off her head and surveyed the darkness from where she lay in bed Beyond the crack in the window curtains on the other side of the bedroom, a sliver of the weird white winter night sky fell across the floor in a thin line of defused light The alarm clock on the nightstand beside the bed displayed 11:59 PM for a moment, then...[Read More]
Personal journal entries of Chris Parker
3/14/2013 – 22:55
Today I arrived at Lakeworth It was afternoon and I decided to buy enough groceries to last me the weekend After that I went straight for Road 116 where Dan told me the little summer house his parents owned was He said it was the last house down the road, somewhat into the forest and that it would be perfect for my needs, which were to isolate myself from society and gain some...[Read More]
When I was a boy I used to live in this little town outside Casa Grande, Arizona Well, when I say small town, what I actually mean is five houses in the middle of nowhere in the desert with a water tower and and separate generator that ran the electricity for everyone The houses on ether side of mine were owned by grandparents on my moms side and an uncle on my moms side The two other houses across from...[Read More]
You know who you are
I wrote this because you've been complaining recently about how you want to be set free I decided to post a letter to you here, on your favorite website, for you to find and read when you log on I want to show you that I know you better than anyone else ever can I understand your frustration, but you must believe me when I tell you that I know what is best for you By...[Read More]
Beta
By
Shannon Higdon
We live in a world where anything is possible and Dr Dyson Lynch truly believed that In fact, it was his credo and the science needed to make anything possible was his first and only true love From the moment he saw his first diagram of an electron in the second grade he was hooked on the world hidden beneath the world on the micro and nanoscopic level Determined to discover every veiled aspect the universe had to offer,...[Read More]
Hunter ducked into the closet before Mrs Abernathy could catch a glimpse of him The blackness curled around him, and the clutter of aged textbooks and outdated curriculums made the already small corridor even tighter
“Go into the yoga room, enter the closet on the far side, and go down the hallway,” he repeated the steps his friend Nate had told him Light in hand, he crept towards the opposite side He’d never felt so afraid in school before The castaway...[Read More]
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