The Dreadful 21 I stood in front of my old home in Harlem and just stared at the orange bricks and burnt orange door with a gold knocker attached. I shook my head and smirked as I felt the relief and happiness of being far away from this place. It is such a nice home …
Living With The Disguised I nearly knocked over the Indian saint statue that I used to worship and pray to for protection that was sitting beside the door of ShanayaZalam’s room as I entered with utmost eagerness to receive a glimpse from my past. I caught it before it dropped; looked at it and said …
Please Explain!!!! I sat on the bed next to her and watched as she fidgeted through a not so comfortable unexplained experience. I watched the sweat roll down her face off of her forehead while she twanged and jerked like something was poking at her or taking over her body. I wanted so badly to …
Its Nice To See Me Again I walked in right after she had calmed down to the point where she was drifting back to sleep and just stood over her and cried. She looked up at me and then jumped up, screamed and said “OH NO NOT AGAIN” then screamed for the comforts of …
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