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Yes, I Play the Drums

Buffy smiled as she put the final touches on her makeup. She was quite pleased with the way her makeup turned out, even though she had done this many times before. She ran her hand through her hair and smiled once more but it quickly vanished when she heard shouting from downstairs. Her parents were at it again, which was nothing new to her. She didn't know what they were fighting about this time but she wasn't going to stick around long to find out. She walked over to her opened window and looked out. The fighting was taking place in the kitchen, which was a usual spot for her parents. She threw her leg over the window sill and a few short

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In Your Eyes by Night--Writer, literature

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In Your Eyes

Five Years… The grocery store was crowded and Claire Standish was pushing a cart through an aisle. She was having company come over for dinner the next night and needed to figure out what she was going to cook. If someone had asked her a few years ago if she knew how to cook, she would tell them she didn’t. But after taking a few cooking classes in college, she could cook. She was always learning how to cook new dishes. She often tried recipes she had seen in magazines or tv. She never asked her mother for help since she knew her mom never cooked. She couldn’t even remember when her mother cooked last. Looking down at the

Christmas by Night--Writer, literature

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Christmas

Michael sat on the bed and laid back on it. It was Christmas Eve and he was already tired. He still had to go to an evening service at church with Katherine’s parents. He heard his girlfriend of three years moving around her bedroom and he opened his eyes to watch her. She was going through her closet, looking for something to wear. He smiled and sat up, getting off the bed to walk towards her. She was still digging through her closet when he walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around his waist. “Hello.” She spoke, smiling. “Are you enjoying yourself?”