Sally is still new to her job. Running numbers all day long. What tax adjustments go here? What account do these numbers go in? It’s been nearly four months now and she’s starting to get the hang of it. Well, not ask her boss every hour ‘What does this mean? How do I do this?’ The money is not the best, but the constant mandatory overtime does help. After 4...
I startled awake to the sound of thunder. Or, at least, what I thought was thunder. I sat up but there was no storm outside my window, the storm was in my bedroom, looking back at me, in the shape multiple shadowy figures in black clothes and green tinted goggles. I didn’t notice the shattered remains of my bedroom door or the handful of other figures in the...
Damn. Damn. Damn. My car would break down. What a fucking week. I am going to be so late. She banged her hands against the steering wheel and then groaned against the pain. A stream of curses flew from her lips as she continued her onslaught on the car. Nearly ten minutes passed and she calmed marginally enough to look around her car and stuff things into h...
I was doing laundry today and started thinking about my underwear and my life. My relationship with lingerie had changed throughout my life, and I started thinking about my panties of there years and how they were a reflection of my life and moods. So I sat down and wrote about it. Not sure if it's worth reading or not, but I thought "what the hell" so I p...
Stage 1: The Iron Lady Haruka Matsumoto was feared throughout the Zenith Corporation building. As the Chief Financial Officer, she ruled her department with an iron fist and a razor-sharp tongue. At 32, she had clawed her way to the executive floor through sheer ruthlessness, leaving behind a trail of broken careers and tear-stained resignations. "These...
Janice stood in front of the mirror, staring at herself. She had turned twenty yesterday and her mother had bought her a new blouse and skirt. She turned around and around, smiling at her reflection. She looked beautiful. She looked healthy. She looked perfect. "Still too fat." She looked around, wondering where the voice had come from. A look into the mir...
Part 2 – The Door is Opened for Her I woke slowly the next morning, rolled over and sat bolt upright in a panic. Several deep breathes and I told myself it was alright; he just let me sleep. I laid back down and snuggled under the covers. Last night seemed a dream, but here I was waking up in his bed. Getting out of bed and standing I winced and then smile...
This is not an article on how to be a good parent in the general sense. I've only been a parent for over a year and I'm sure I still making mistakes. This article is about how to be a good parent when it comes to the education system. It is extremely important that you take initiative and become part of your child's life when it comes to their school educati...
I was running late but what did I care? I was, after all, the guest of honour! Almost 2,000 of the rich and famous were sipping cocktails in the foyer of the building named after me, waiting for my presence. It was an important event as I was about to name the firm of architects who would design the tallest building in the city. The competition was now down...
I hate the Zero Tolerance policy in schools. My son, who's just six, is getting the message that it is okay for others to push, hit, kick and bully him as long as they don't get caught, that he is not allowed to use force to defend himself, that he must tell a teacher or other authority figure at the school, and that when he does so, the message he receive...