“I always felt sorry for humans, spending so much time in front of the mirror. Fixing their hair, makeup, and clothes, mostly to impress others. Did they really see themselves in the mirror? Was it what they wanted to see? Did it make them feel good or bad? And mostly I wondered if they based their self-image on their reflected one.” IfsFeelsHumansSelfWantedFeltFrontsHairClothesMirrorsSorrySpendingFeel GoodMakeupImpressFixing Author:Ellen Schreiber
“Did I hear it's going to be someone's birthday?" a familiar male's voice said from behind me. I didnt even bother turning around and continued walking, but that didn't stop my nemesis from disturbing me. He jumped in front of me, blocking my way. "It's been a whole year, has it?" he asked in a syrupy tone. "Maybe this birthday I'll finally give you what you've always wanted.” WayGivingYearsSaidWholeWantedVoiceBehindsFrontsWalkingMalesFamiliarBlockMy WayBotherToneDisturbingNemesisWhole Year Author:Ellen Schreiber
“So what about that key?" I asked. "I knew you'd be asking me about it sooner or later." He pulled the cord out from underneath his shirt and dangled the key in front of me. "What do you want for it?" I sneered. "Five dollars?" "I don't want money," he said with a wicked grin. "What does it go to?" "A kiss will unlock more than this key will," he whispered in my ear.” WantDoeSaidFiveFrontsKeysKissingEarsAskingDollarsShirtsWickedSooner Or LaterCords Author:Ellen Schreiber
