This is the dad who looked at me in the hospital, pointed down at me waddled up and said this is mine in a moment that is forever captured in our photo books.
Also the dad who yelled at me when I was crying.
This is the dad who let me dress up as simba and buzz light year for halloween even though I was a girl.
Also the dad who made small comments about my weight.
This is the dad who held me up when he finally graduated college at the age of 40 as he shook all of his professors hands.
Also the dad who told me it wasn’t right to show sadness in front of people
This is the dad who would take me to ballet classes and not watch throug
Chapter 1: Not Again
Jughead was waiting for food at Pop's, not an uncommon occurrence in the small town of Riverdale. And because Jughead loved Pop's burgers so much he couldn't just leave like he wanted to when he saw his best pal Archie walk in with a sullen face. It wasn't that Jughead didn't care about his friend's troubles, it was just that he knew exactly what the problem was and he was getting tired of it.
"What's up Arch, girl troubles again?"
"Yeah," the redheaded klutzy casanova said as he sat down at the counter next to Jughead.
"Which one this time?" he already knew the answer, but Archie didn't need sarcasm right then.
"B
Closing the door behind me, I plop down on my bed and finish eating the salad. No matter how mad I am at Mama I always finish her food. She may forgive a lot of things but she'd never forgive me for wasting food. Still, I can't help but start to think as I munch on lettuce and other stuff. No one seems to get that I like my life. No one seems to get Doc either. I ain't real smart, but Mama just says that's because no one ever taught me right. I don't think that's true though. I had a lot of teachers and they all tried to teach me different. None of it worked though and I decided to stop going. First I couldn't stop though because th
Every once in a while I look over and see him mixing some of the drinks together into new bottles. He also goes to the back for a bit. Once I'm done sweeping I go back behind the counter and start looking at the clock, just waiting for the minutes to pass. Finally though I hear the chime and know who it is.
"Hello," I say, "Good day today isn't it?"
I see Blue Eyes and I hear, "Why yes it is."
I love it when Blue Eyes shows up. She's got these, well, she's got these big blue eyes that just seem to take up all of my sight every time I see her. I like those eyes of hers better than all the bottles in the shop on the brightest day in the
I think the thing I like best about my job are all the colors. Now you probably wouldn't expect many colors working in a store, at least not the kind of colors that really stand out but my store is sort different. Well, it's not really my store. It belongs to Doc Black. Its name is Doc Black's Emotional Emporium. I like it. It's not a big store. There's the little bar area on the left, which is where I sometimes work, then the shelf with snacks and the simple stuff you don't need a prescription to buy. The register is at the end of the bar and that's where
The girl of the unlucky age of thirteen left the bathroom and held her hand up towards her mother.
"Mama," she asked, "Why is there blood on my fingers when I have not been cut?"
The mother looked for a moment in silence. She could see the red painting her little girl's fingers, the splotches of almost black clinging to the tips.
She took a deep breath before answering, "Because you are a woman now."
"I do not understand."
"The blood on your fingers holds your children."
"I don't have any children though."
The mother smile and poked her daughter's stomach, "You have babies waiting to be born in here. The blood on your fingers are jus
This is the dad who looked at me in the hospital, pointed down at me waddled up and said this is mine in a moment that is forever captured in our photo books.
Also the dad who yelled at me when I was crying.
This is the dad who let me dress up as simba and buzz light year for halloween even though I was a girl.
Also the dad who made small comments about my weight.
This is the dad who held me up when he finally graduated college at the age of 40 as he shook all of his professors hands.
Also the dad who told me it wasn’t right to show sadness in front of people
This is the dad who would take me to ballet classes and not watch throug
Chapter 1: Not Again
Jughead was waiting for food at Pop's, not an uncommon occurrence in the small town of Riverdale. And because Jughead loved Pop's burgers so much he couldn't just leave like he wanted to when he saw his best pal Archie walk in with a sullen face. It wasn't that Jughead didn't care about his friend's troubles, it was just that he knew exactly what the problem was and he was getting tired of it.
"What's up Arch, girl troubles again?"
"Yeah," the redheaded klutzy casanova said as he sat down at the counter next to Jughead.
"Which one this time?" he already knew the answer, but Archie didn't need sarcasm right then.
"B
Closing the door behind me, I plop down on my bed and finish eating the salad. No matter how mad I am at Mama I always finish her food. She may forgive a lot of things but she'd never forgive me for wasting food. Still, I can't help but start to think as I munch on lettuce and other stuff. No one seems to get that I like my life. No one seems to get Doc either. I ain't real smart, but Mama just says that's because no one ever taught me right. I don't think that's true though. I had a lot of teachers and they all tried to teach me different. None of it worked though and I decided to stop going. First I couldn't stop though because th
Every once in a while I look over and see him mixing some of the drinks together into new bottles. He also goes to the back for a bit. Once I'm done sweeping I go back behind the counter and start looking at the clock, just waiting for the minutes to pass. Finally though I hear the chime and know who it is.
"Hello," I say, "Good day today isn't it?"
I see Blue Eyes and I hear, "Why yes it is."
I love it when Blue Eyes shows up. She's got these, well, she's got these big blue eyes that just seem to take up all of my sight every time I see her. I like those eyes of hers better than all the bottles in the shop on the brightest day in the
I think the thing I like best about my job are all the colors. Now you probably wouldn't expect many colors working in a store, at least not the kind of colors that really stand out but my store is sort different. Well, it's not really my store. It belongs to Doc Black. Its name is Doc Black's Emotional Emporium. I like it. It's not a big store. There's the little bar area on the left, which is where I sometimes work, then the shelf with snacks and the simple stuff you don't need a prescription to buy. The register is at the end of the bar and that's where
The girl of the unlucky age of thirteen left the bathroom and held her hand up towards her mother.
"Mama," she asked, "Why is there blood on my fingers when I have not been cut?"
The mother looked for a moment in silence. She could see the red painting her little girl's fingers, the splotches of almost black clinging to the tips.
She took a deep breath before answering, "Because you are a woman now."
"I do not understand."
"The blood on your fingers holds your children."
"I don't have any children though."
The mother smile and poked her daughter's stomach, "You have babies waiting to be born in here. The blood on your fingers are jus
Waves Along the Sea: Epilogue by Kasolyna, literature
Literature
Waves Along the Sea: Epilogue
Waves Along the Sea: Epilogue: What happens afterwards, and what does not
A baby cried, and its mother smiled, looking down at the cute little angel in her arms. It was a sweet little thing, a little small, but anyone could tell it was beaming with happiness.
The mother was reluctant to let go of her darling, but she had to, as it was put in its little hat and outfit, wrapped in a blanket and placed among all the other babies. The little girl slept for a while, ignorant of her parents and relatives staring at her, as well as others, searching for their own kin.
Then, a new baby was brought it and placed next to her, waking up and looking
Current Residence: Califorina Favourite genre of music: Rock/Russian Pop Operating System: Apple MP3 player of choice: ipod video, though I don't actually own it :( Shell of choice: Blue Robin's Shell Wallpaper of choice: I prefer paint Skin of choice: I don't know about skin, but I'd love green eyes Favourite cartoon character: Ginger, from: As Told by Ginger Personal Quote: A picture is worth a thousand words, real life is worth too many to count.
Favourite Movies
Back to the Future/Chicago
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Beatles, Tatu
Favourite Writers
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Favourite Games
Monkey Island 4: Escape from Monkey Island
Favourite Gaming Platform
Nintendo DS
Tools of the Trade
Laptop, Imagination, and tons of time
Other Interests
Reading, Writing, Tae Kwon Do, Acting, Lip Syncing and Dancing to Alvin and the Chipmunks
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