Matthew Fredrickson
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A Chocolate Malt
Is there a list? Surely there’s a list. Oh my God, did I miss a list? Where is the list?! I panic. The back-to-school aisle at the store has everything I could want, but I don’t know what I need. Tomorrow is the first day of middle school. I picked out my outfit last week, and I know how I’m going to comb my hair for the first day too. But I don’t know what I need for the actual classes. In elementary school, the teacher gave my mom a list of supplies I'd need. Now, I’m flying blind. These are the big leagues. This is middle school. I’m not a kid anymore.
By Matthew Fredrickson2 years ago in Lifehack
The Disease
Chapter 1 There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. At least, not that I knew of, and the night the first of the dragons arrived, I didn’t notice. I was distracted by how unceremoniously Aulam ended things between us again. He had a boyfriend working the docks of the Southern Shore, or so he told me. I was a placeholder, a warm body, there for Aulam to find comfort during the school year. But as the summer holiday drew near, he had his sights set on someone better apparently. Fuck him!
By Matthew Fredrickson2 years ago in Fiction