She let out a sigh as her gaze wandered to the window and the view beyond. “The first thing I can remember is standing at the train platform. It was quiet. So quiet…”
Part 2: https://www.booksie.com/posting/forfirith/ghost-girl-2-455840
Shaun, a drug dealing husband, puts his family at risk when he can not pay back a debt that is owed to his boss. Time is ticking for him to get the money and he ends up having to face his boss to get his family back.
The story "The Man Who Never Listened" is about a man who was very mean but his childhood kept him from having; the man name is Jacob Armstrong. He says something to a young person which causes the person to make go swimming and be infected with pneumonia.
“So, when you say ‘bring her to Brielle Worthington’s party’, what you really mean is ‘take her upstairs, bang her, and then never talk to her again’, right?”
I shrugged as he passed me a lit cigarette. “I don’t know.”
“Dude. You have a girlfriend.”
“Yeah?” I said. “Chelle won’t care.”
Rochelle Jacobs and I had been dating since our freshman year. We were sort of known throughout the school as being the popular couple, and even though we’d been together for four years, we both agreed that we’d gotten bored. We didn’t really interact that much anymore, but I still called her my girlfriend.
Brady Carlisle let out a laugh. “You sure about that? She seems pretty set on you.”
I raised an eyebrow, taking a long drag on my cigarette. “Last time we talked, she asked me when I was gonna dump her.” I glanced over at him. “I don’t think she’d care.”
I heard the squeak of Brady Carlisle’s leather jacket as he shrugged. “Whatever, dude. But if you end up nut-less in a parking lot begging for spare change with a pewter cup, don’t come crying to me.”
I cracked the windows open to let the smoke out, and the two of us sat there in silence.
After a while, I looked at the clock on the dashboard. “We have twenty minutes of class left. You wanna go?”
“If by ‘go’, you mean ‘get the hell out of here’, then absolutely.”
So I put the keys in the ignition, forced my piece-of-shit truck to life, and roared out of the school parking lot with Brady Carlisle smoking in the passenger seat.
Fiction mixed with reality. I had a dream about "I Miss You" by Adele and let my fantasy do the rest.
Back story: At a party in the small town of Maycastle on New Year's Eve Ivy, protagonist of the story, is trying to set up her best friend Vanessa with a guy that they have known for a while. His name is Milo and he has just gotten out of a three year relationship and gets drunk all the time now. A few months ago, Ivy ended a two year relationship that was not very pleasant for the last year. Instead of spending time with Vanessa, Milo dances Disco Fox with Ivy and she talks to him the whole time. He kissed a girl that night... But that was neither Vanessa nor Ivy. If you want to know the rest of the story, go ahead and read for yourselves.
PS: The back story has actually happened. All of the characters in the story are based on real people. Of course, I changed all the names. Ivy is 18, living in a small town near Maycastle and in her last year of education before going to university. Vanessa, Susan and Cathy are at the same school. Milo was at their school, but has been at university for two years now.
Besides... Those ???? are actually music note emojis, I used them to emphasise that I am quoting lyrics. But the site can't show them....