Hell on Heelys: Remembering: age 6 by turnerfics, literature
Literature
Hell on Heelys: Remembering: age 6
A girl and boy were playing on a new swingset. The mom was helping the boy down the slide. A man- the grandfather- was taking pictures. They all looked so happy.
“Lunch is ready!” The grandmother called from the back door. The girl jumped from the swingset and ran up the stairs. She entered the door, into the kitchen. She looked over at the stove and saw her favorite food; Macaroni and cheese.
“Can you help me, Ma’ama?” The girl asked her grandmother. Ma’ama smiled and got a bowl for the girl and put a few spoonfuls in the bowl.
“Here Flower.” The girl held the bowl close and made her
Hell On Heelys: Meeting Him by turnerfics, literature
Literature
Hell On Heelys: Meeting Him
I was waking up. I tried to remember my dream, but it didn’t come to me. My head was pounding and my body felt like it was on fire. I pushed the blanket off of myself and sat up slowly. I looked around and noticed this was all different. This isn’t my room. These walls are an ember color and seem to be glowing. The sheets of the bed are red with a black cover. There was a dresser with a mirror and a closet.
This definitely not my room. Where am I? How did I get here? Was I at a bar last night? Did I drink too much? Did I got to some man’s house?
“You’re up.” Someone commented from the door.
Hell On Heelys: Prologue by turnerfics, literature
Literature
Hell On Heelys: Prologue
Two years. We’ve been together for two years. I was happy. He was happy. We were happy.
Last week he told me to meet him at his apartment, that he has something special to share. I was looking forward to this. I went out with some friends to pick out something to wear; not too fancy, not too lazy. We all thought he was going to propose. He’s talked to me about it before.
I was dressed in a black and red, low cut sweater with black slacks. I only had mascara, some light eyeshadow and some fruity lipgloss.
It was raining that night. I don’t like to be out in the rain when driving, but I had to see him. I parked i
Hell on Heelys: Remembering: age 7-9 by turnerfics, literature
Literature
Hell on Heelys: Remembering: age 7-9
Daisy squinted her brown eyes and watched the players that were running at her. She spread her legs aparts and got ready to catch the soccer ball. If she saved this goal, her team would win.
Daisy was keeping her eye on the ball, ready to pounce. Her heart was racing, ready to get the ball. The player who had the ball kicked it with all her might. The ball went soaring to Daisy. She put her hands out ready to catch it. Then she noticed something; it was coming right to her face. But she didn’t move in time. The ball hit her right in the nose.
Daisy bent over, holding her nose. The whistle blew and everyone stopped. Her team
Hell on Heelys: Remembering: age 12-15 by turnerfics, literature
Literature
Hell on Heelys: Remembering: age 12-15
He broke up with her. Brian broke up with Daisy. Through a text. His reason was he thought Tanner would be better for Daisy. She doesn’t understand why he would think that. Daisy and Tanner don’t like each other like that. Tanner doesn’t even go to the same school.
Brian won’t answer his phone to give Daisy a better explanation. He just dropped off the face of the earth after he told her he was breaking up with her.
Daisy was in the car with her mom when he did it. She didn’t want to cry in front of her mom, but it was so hard. She stayed dry eyed until she got into her room. Daisy fell onto the bed a