IntrovertedExrovert
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Just trying to find the right words.
Stories (8/0)
Speak up
It happened on a beautiful autumn day. The air was dancing all around spilling an array of colorful leaves in out midst. The ceremony ended at the beginning of the sunset. Just in time for the bride and groom to be showered in shades of amber, yellow, and gold as they make their way out to the reception. Just a magical sight.
By IntrovertedExrovert2 years ago in Fiction
Dystopia
It’s dark out. I’m not sure what time it is. It feels like it could be 8pm but, these days it doesn’t really matter anyway. Our ‘normal’ was destroyed a long time ago. We don’t have jobs to get to or school to attend anymore. We’re lucky if we can survive through the day without any fatal obstacles. It’s just four of us now. We’re on a mission to make it to Lightfield, together. It’s gonna be tricky but, we can do it. The journey will take a couple days since we’ll be traveling by foot.
By IntrovertedExrovert3 years ago in Fiction
The Gym
Left. Left. Left. “Ugh”. I feel like all of these dating apps are the same. I’m seeing all the same people writing the same things in all of their profiles. I mean I do the same but, that’s beside the point. I think I’ve tried at least ten so far. I shouldn’t be surprised this is a dud, yet I am. This is what I get for reading so many romance novels as a child.
By IntrovertedExrovert3 years ago in Confessions
Joanie.
It never ceases to amaze me how tedious this process can be! Here I am standing in front of what could be simply be described as “notebook heaven”. There’s so many to choose from in an array of colors and sizes! What should I choose? The red holographic one that changes colors whenever it’s shifted on its side? Maybe the orange one with fuzzy sunflowers? Or the amazing suede, hunter green one? This view is mesmerizing and I know I’ve spent way too much time trapped in this beautiful trance. Just as I’m about to throw in the towel, I catch a glimpse of a little black notebook displayed next to the pink, glittery one. I reach for this notebook and immediately know it is the one. It’s small, matte black, with covers smooth like butter I’m afraid it may actually melt if I hold it too long! It’s the only one left. It was meant to be. I’m so giddy with joy when I get to the register that the cashier looks at me curiously. I offer a brief explanation and she smiles & tell me I made a good choice. My kind of girl! I’m nearly skipping out of the store, anxious to use my new notebook.
By IntrovertedExrovert3 years ago in Humans
The Accident
I woke up to a view of the highway, but we weren't moving. I immediately knew something wasn't right by the lack of glass missing from the windshield. I look around, still not very sure of what's going on. To my left, there's an empty driver seat but as I look right I see something that knocked me out of my sleepy haze. Blood streaming down her face I couldn't help but scream, "Mom!" I knew she could hear me because she started moving her head. I wanted to help her but what could a twelve year old do in the middle of a busy highway? I tried to get out of the car because somehow the other six passengers were nowhere to be found. I realized that there was something heavy on my lap. Looking down I see the reason behind the accident. A deer strewn across the front street, dead from the impact he's just laid upon our car, now just dead weight. Too much for me to move I began to panic and I finally managed to knock him off of me. I can barely hear my mom whispering my name through the crying and hysterics I'm producing. I know she needs help, she can't open her eyes. That stupid deer knocked glass into her eyes slashing her eyelids. I knew all she was seeing was red and I knew she was scared. I got out the car but I tell her I'll be back. Looking to my right at the immense traffic approaching I find a chance as I run to the shoulder of the highway. Three lanes later and I make it to the other six passengers all consisting of family. They were all screaming and crying and for the longest I thought it was because of my mom. And it was until I turned to the right, exposing my left cheek to them. The hysterics grew worse not just from me but from them too. My cousin grabbed my arm and took me to a van that had pulled over to help us. He was at the car talking to my mom; I guess those were the instructions from the dispatcher. She told me to look into the glass and I can't figure out why until I see white. Apparently, that stupid deer had kicked me in the face leaving a deep gash across my left cheek. There was no blood it was just white which freaked me out even more. There was no pain, I touched it to see if it would hurt and it didn't. My cousin told me to sit down as the guy came back over and said the paramedics would be here soon. As if they had heard him, approaching us with their sirens and lights were the paramedics. I didn't want to go with them, I hated hospitals. But, they made me lay down on one of the stretchers and they wheeled me into the back, then they wheeled my mom in too. I was asking if she was okay but she didn't respond and I started crying again. It seemed like forever by the time we got to the hospital. They took me to one room and took my mom somewhere else that really made me mad. I needed to see her so she'd know I was okay and she’d know the same about me. The doctors were cutting my clothes off, my favorite ones that I wouldn't be able to wear anymore even though there was blood all over it I still wanted to keep them.
By IntrovertedExrovert3 years ago in Families