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I put my things in boxes: my junk, my keepsakes, the things in between. Going through all the things that I have acquired over the months and years is depressing and a tad bit aggravating. I come across play books, journals, stuffed animals, quarters and nickels that were flattened on a train track. Notes, cards, dried flowers, year-books, movie tickets and pictures of old and new friends. I have kept important things, little things, pointless things and even things that change your perspecti...

I was alone, curled into a little ball on my bed. It was easily past two in the morning, but sleep was escaping me. It was often that I wasn’t able to catch a full night’s rest, but lately I had considered myself lucky if I even got three hours under my belt. The exhaustion was gaining on me, I was irritable during the day, and was getting headaches more and more frequently. A tear rolled down my cheek onto my pillow. I didn’t know why I was crying, I hated crying. I always felt that it showe...

“I like her, she looks like an Oreo Blizzard,” Kelly said with a toothless grin. “Yeah,” came Brady’s voice from the backseat. “Let’s name her Blizzie!” I turned around in the front seat to look at the grinning dog. She did look like an Oreo Blizzard, her coat was a mix of a dark grey, speckled among the black and white. When I first saw her in her little cage of the adoption agency, I had pointed out that she was perfectly asymmetrical, unique markings for a dog. But, even in her cramped cag...