burberry714's published ficlets
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Take The Punch Like I Would.
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Would Someone Help Her? No, Probably Not.
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Just Let Me Rant For Awhile.
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This Just Sucks.
John said nothing, continuing to rock me back and forth, trying to quiet my sobs. Nothing would calm me down now.
I tried to … -
My Fault
I hugged my books tighter against my chest. My hair fell over my face, hiding me from the rest of the student body. Liz and I…
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My Fault
I hugged my books tighter against my chest. My hair fell over my face, hiding me from the rest of the student body. Liz and I…
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Told You. Who Knows Me Better Than My Therapist?
Liz was quiet on the other line as I poured out my troubles to her. She gave the occasional, “Mmhmn,” and “Ah. I see..”
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My Personal Therapist Is My Best Friend.
I didn’t notice when the sun set. I didn’t pay any mind to how cold it became. I didn’t care how violently I shivered.
_I jus… -
An Unforgotten Love.
It wasn’t that I minded John kissing me.
In fact, it was quite the opposite.
But there was just one microscopic problem.
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I'm Not Sure If You Can Help Me With This..
The car ride was long, but I passed the time by humming along with the radio.
I felt John’s eyes on my face as I stared out t… -
A First Kiss.
I hurried off to the lunchroom, pushing James’ angry face deeper into the fragments of my memory. I saw John’s figure leaning…
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Time To Go, Finally.
The rest of the day dragged by slowly.
I spent my classes gaping at the clock, wishing time to move faster. I couldn’t wait t… -
A Note Of Caution.
Algebra seemed to go on forever. I paid no attention to my teacher, knowing he wouldn’t call on me. I never answered question…
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How Much Longer?
As soon as we got the the ladie’s room, Anabell began to question me.
“What did he say to you? Why was he touching your arm? ... -
Just Maybe
I passed him yet again in the halls. He smiled his perfect smile at me, and I blushed.
Did he like me too?
The only thing…
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The Everyday Diabetic Fears: day 4
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The Everyday Diabetic Fears: day 3
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Just A Little Information..
Just to clear some things up:
I am diabetic.
These stories are based on my “off” days.
I’m just saying.
Enjoy the life o…
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The Everyday Diabetic Fears: day 2
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The Child's Game And A Rose
She sat there, her back to him. Her hair draped along her back; the sun brought out honey-colored tints among the light brown…
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