Tuesday, July 17, 2012. The Babushka walked home that night to a dark and cold apartment. The power had yet to be restored at Watershed Heights. She tried to fall asleep, but a loud and relentless storm crashed and boomed above her. At the crack of thunder, he Babushka sat up hurriedly and shot her baggy eyes to the digital clock by her bed, only to remember that the electricity was out. The clock stared back at her blankly. The apartment reeked of silence. They sounded empty, lost.

Monday, May 16, 2011. A beautiful young Italian woman. Two bloodshot dark brown eyes, perfectly centered on her plump face. Bianca let tears slide down her face as she approached the bus stop. The sounds of running water suddenly brought her back to reality.

Hey doggy, go fetch! Monday, May 2, 2011. Although I had already eaten when I entered the restaurant a waiter saw the damage to my face and offered me a complimentary meal.

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