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Weekly Story: “THE WRONG SIDE OF THE STORY” #1 - Eliot
Unfortunately, the light pink colored pencil had gone missing. Exactly the color I was looking for to draw the flower on the scarf of the beautiful doctor girl. The girl in my coloring page smiled kindly. I had chosen this coloring page especially for tonight. My brother didn't come back until late and the drawing was very detailed. I had worked on it all afternoon to satisfy my impatience. Today I had gotten a good grade in math and I couldn't wait to tell my brother. The teacher praised me for the good result, because this was the first time in months that my grade was above average. Lately I had a lot of trouble concentrating, but this good hope made me feel that my dream of becoming a doctor could still come true. I decided that I would work very hard to do well. I grinned. If my brother heard me say this, he would laugh at me and say that it is too early to start dreaming at the age of nine. He told me to play and not to worry. But not worrying was impossible, last month my mother died of an alcohol addiction. My father had left us after I was born. Not that I got along with my mother that well. Only her house was important to me and my brother. When she died, we found out that she had a lot of debts and we had to stay with a friend of my brother's for a week: Eliot. It was very cozy and I watched television for the first time on a clean couch. After a week my brother had found a kind of shed. We stay dry there and we had been given beds and furniture by Eliot.
By aspire ᰔ academy2 years ago in Fiction
Episode 4: The Case of the Alchemist’s Elixir (The Misadventures of Felix Bright and Dr. Moira Keys)
The Setup It began, as many peculiar cases did, with a knock at the door. Felix Bright was midway through inventing a new method of buttering toast (by launching it with a spring-loaded contraption) when the knock startled him. The toast misfired and landed squarely on Dr. Moira Keys’ face.
By Marveline Merab2 years ago in Fiction
"The 4400" - This Sci-Fi Series Proved that Humans are Stupid!
If you like science fiction / futuristic mysteries, you’ll probably like “The 4400” (2004–2007). Even though the last episode of the last season was kind of a disappointment, overall it was very entertaining. I enjoyed getting to know the characters and following the storyline with all those plot twists.
By Treathyl Fox (aka cmoneyspinner)2 years ago in Fiction
Episode 3: The Curious Case of the Missing Marmalade (The Misadventures of Felix Bright and Dr. Moira Keys)
The Setup Morning broke with a sense of unease at 221B Parchment Row. Felix Bright, renowned investigator and connoisseur of peculiar cases, stood frozen before the pantry, staring into the void where his prized jar of Seville marmalade once resided.
By Marveline Merab2 years ago in Fiction
Episode 2: The Mystery of the Vanishing Violin (The Misadventures of Felix Bright and Dr. Moira Keys)
The Setup It began as a seemingly ordinary Tuesday, with Felix Bright engrossed in a game of chess against himself and Dr. Moira Keys knee-deep in overdue paperwork. The peace shattered when the door to their office flew open, and in stumbled a lanky, bespectacled man clutching a violin case like it was his lifeline.
By Marveline Merab2 years ago in Fiction
Don't Speak. Content Warning.
Chapter One So much for “We’ll still be besties,” I thought as Nadine’s phone went to voicemail again. We’d spoken twice since I left Mount Pleasant. She’d been busy all summer with the church— or so she said. Every time I thought about it, I was pissed. She was still at home, with everyone we grew up with, starting junior year and leading the youth group we created in church. Meanwhile, I’d been stuck here for months, mostly keeping to myself. It was different in Mount Pleasant; we’d all known each other since we were sucking on pacifiers, plus Nadine was my girl; we always had each other’s backs. Now I’m in a big city with a bunch of strangers—except my parents. Ugh. How pathetic. They’re the whole reason I’m in this mess anyway. Dad got a job offer here in Austell, and within no time our house was on the market. And, of course, neither of my parents seemed to care that uprooting and restarting high school halfway through is social hell. They were too busy celebrating. Not only had dad gotten a promotion, but a bigger city meant a bigger house for mama; she couldn’t wait.
By Rachelle Scott2 years ago in Fiction
