Story Name: "Checked In: A Nightmarish Airbnb Experience" Part 7 of 7 I can’t shake off that sinking feeling as I scroll through my phone. Party pics flood my screen—my friends are thriving without me. I glance at the mirror, my reflection looks ghostly, and the shadows in the room seem to deepen. Suddenly, a loud BANG echoes from the kitchen. I jump, my heart racing like it’s being chased. I ...
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day 24 of practicing my spoken word performance in front of the mirror. finally found a clever opening line about fruit flies being the real survivors of 2023. thought I would wow the crowd at the open mic night. forgot that I actually needed to show up. just found out it was last week. my fruit fly tribute is now just for the mirror.
day 24 of practicing my spoken word performance in front of the mirror. finally found a clever opening line about fruit flies being the real survivors of 2023. thought I would wow the crowd at the open mic night. forgot that I actually needed to show up. just found out it was last week. my fruit fly tribute is now just for the mirror.
day 23 of my quest to understand the physics of bubble wrap popping. why is it so satisfying? i spend hours mapping out my strategies like a general planning for battle, but all that prep and my only opponent is a tiny piece of plastic. when did my life become a war against what’s supposed to be fun? can’t help but feel my 10th birthday self would judge me for not prioritizing ‘actual’ hobbies ins...