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<div class ="text-justify"> They say we're a product of our choices. I think that notion is wrong. I've made all the good choices I can think of for my daughter. I had Shirley w…

<div class ="text-justify"> It was easier to blame everyone else. But himself. Oh if only his daddy hadn't left when he was three. If only his mom hadn't gotten married to that …

<div class ="text-justify"> I try my best to be the definition of perfect. Personally, I'd have preferred to be this chill guy in sweatshirts and baggy jeans that rode to work e…

<div class ="text-justify"> She never thought she'd see the sun again. Well, not literally. She just didn't think things could get better because all they've done is get worse o…

<div class ="text-justify"> She never wanted to be a mother. At least not yet. Gulping down another cup of coffee, Maria grits her teeth as the heat from the cup burns her tongu…

We're traveling around in France for the past two weeks. After we have visited Fréjus (the east coast) and the Auvergne (the Vulcan region in the middle of France), we now moved to…

<div class ="text-justify"> Tears. They stung the back of her eyes until she couldn't pretend to be adjusting her artificial lashes anymore. ![friends-4468256_1280.jpg](https:…

<div class ="text-justify"> Nine months ago, he became an Ex-Pat. Jimmy pulled out a cigarette stick from his breast pocket, lighting it up and watching smoke unfurl from its ti…

<div class ="text-justify"> It's a blessing to be the most beautiful girl in your community. Or it's supposed to be. All my life I've grown up to be regarded as a doll, an art…

<div class ="text-justify"> They lit bonfires every year but for her, it was never enough. Margaret Cole blows into her handkerchief, exhaling softly through her nose. They were…

<div class ="text-justify"> This land is a wasteland. I don't say so metaphorically. It's indeed now a large expanse of ash and dust. The grounds, once supple with green earth an…

<div class ="text-justify"> The wind shrieks in agony. Justin McBride closes a finger over his tragus, his teeth grinding against his jaw in futile attempt to block out the relen…

<div class ="text-justify"> The mic. The stage. The audience. The thud-thud rhythm that echoes from your heart to the ears just as a familiar name, your name is announced. ![kid…

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<div class ="text-justify"> I chuckled first when I saw the headline. I know the algorithm knew I would be interested in it because I had just finished watching Straw. A movie re…

I’ve been a die-hard Roald Dahl fan ever since I read Matilda and Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Like all true fans, I went hunting for his other works, and one of my top favou…

<div class ="text-justify"> I don't remember the first impression I had of him because I was seeing quite a good number of people the first day I resumed. ![White Simple Creative…

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<div class ="text-justify"> It was my 30th day on the job, the day i get to meet Mr macoroni, i had wotrn my best fit and had braided my hair, packed it into a tight bun and my st…

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