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In the bed I would share with the man I would eventually marry, I awoke haphazardly with a misplaced slap to my face. Arms flailing wildly
by Miss Anona
2200 words, 1 comment,
on Jan 23 5:47 PM
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And her seven years in the United States. 1
by Miss Anona
100 words,
on Sep 29 3:16 PM 2008. In
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So she walked.1 / The road was not meant for pedestrians, only automobiles, and lots of them. She had always been labeled a non-conformist, a rebel; just for being, just for standing independen
by Miss Anona
1100 words, 2 comments,
on Jun 2 4:20 PM 2008
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I asked her about her studies;1 / She was getting a Ph.D. is English, to teach2 / I wanted to tell her I was a writer,3 / But it sounde
by Miss Anona
200 words,
on May 23 11:31 AM 2008. In
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“Yes, ma’am.” The waiter said as he rushed over and stared into his small notebook. “What would you like?” It was too early in the morning for anyone else to be dining at the small Pakistani eatery, but it had still taken o
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Dear Miss Andrews,1 / Thank you very much for meeting with us……it was a pleasure……we have decided to select another applicant at this time……”2 / Jane threw the lette
by Miss Anona
800 words, 2 comments,
on Apr 29 12:35 PM 2008
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"Please, come inside. Let me give you the grand tour." said the wrinkled old biddy. Forcing a smile, she held the door open for us. 1 / We stumbled inside, all thirty or so of us, and looked up.
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My name is Angela. When I was young, I hated it and wanted to change it to Stacy. I thought the name change would just intrinsically up m
by Miss Anona
100 words, 3 comments,
on Feb 28 12:44 PM 2008. In
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I would have preferred to been born a woman in the Middle East, India, Afghanistan, even Iraq. I dare you to find another Western, possibly even Eastern woman, who might say such a thing. In this day and age, Asians do more
by Miss Anona
300 words, 5 comments,
on Feb 27 11:39 AM 2008
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It was a bitter cold Friday afternoon that was quickly turning towards night. A few snow flurries lazily fell as I waited for a cab to stop and take me back to the hotel. Everyone was talking about another blanketing storm
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Dear Angelika,1 / -------------2 / Dear Angela / Malika:3 / I was very moved by your email and your conflicted, honest response to my sto
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"The charmed life makes PRICELESS what was once IMPOSSIBLE."
by Miss Anona
<100 words, 5 comments,
on Feb 11 9:43 AM 2008
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What is PRICELESS was once IMPOSSIBLE.
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She was leaving today to visit his family and he could not yet come.1 / She did not want to fight today. She woke up early but stayed in bed an extra hour thinking and telling herself she would n
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Winter's dead silence erode summer night's memory.
by Miss Anona
<100 words, 2 comments,
on Feb 5 11:11 PM 2008
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Stroke………. Stroke………… Stroke………..1 / The little boat churned along silently. Only the minimal splashing made from the movement of the ores was audible. Jane leaned back on her weight to help an
by Miss Anona
800 words, 3 comments,
on Jan 30 2:32 PM 2008
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“Alright-y then. I’m pulling up to the hotel right now.” Jane said as her beat up Toyota Camry pierced the darkness ahead.1 / “Bye. Have a good night.” her husband said before hanging up.
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When Jane was three years old, her mother took her to school for the first time- a large room in the basement of their town’s only library. It was a bright sunny day, placid and dreamlike, not unlike any other during those f
by Miss Anona
600 words, 3 comments,
on Oct 5 1:38 AM 2007
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by Miss Anona
200 words, 3 comments,
on Mar 19 4:55 AM 2007
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by Miss Anona
600 words, 1 comment,
on Mar 17 9:55 PM 2007
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