April Vickery
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Coffee ShopA Story by April VickeryFriday 3:57pm I grab the door of the coffee shop entrance and pull the steel handle towards me. The copper bell held onto the long push bar inside o.. |
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Silence Is GoldenA Story by April VickeryWhere other people have a brain that is a small mound of grey colored mush that controls the body, I have an office. |
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Soul: Free to good home. Slightly tortured. Needs ..A Story by April Vickery"Don't stop writing." This is the condition for the condition my condition is in currently. So, here I am with yet another journal. Pleather. Pink. L.. |
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Bus RideA Story by April VickeryI had my headphones on pretending to listen to the my iPod. I had turned the music down and had been eavesdropping since 42nd street when the man had .. |
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BreakfastA Story by April VickeryHe’s still sleeping. We had a rough night. That was A LOT of tequila. He really impressed me. I’m a drinker. I’m a big girl. He&rs.. |
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Coming out of the closet... the first time!A Chapter by April VickeryI made a vow once before God and my family and friends and I broke it. I am a horrible person. I ruined not one but two relationships, uprooted .. |
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SleeplessA Story by April VickeryI hate when I lay in bed and my mind is racing and can’t stop on a subject. I hate it because I don’t lie to myself very well. I know it.. |
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LOVE AND LUSTA Story by April VickeryShe’s so beautiful. Every time I look at her, I feel like I should be thanking her. I don’t deserve her. She’s so intelligent. She.. |
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That SmellA Story by April VickeryYou know when you get the first taste of the high? You can swear that you hear your heart beating in your ears. Your hands shake and your blood runs.. |
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My Best FriendA Story by April VickeryThe support group welcomed me every week even though I never shared. They didn’t mind. They understood I wasn’t ready. They had all been.. |
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