Tiny Stories: Early Birthday Present

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The day before her 18th birthday, Chloe carelessly stepped out of the shower and missed the bathmat by mere inches, her foot sliding instead across the wet tiled floor.

The last thing she remembered as her body flung backward, was the back of her head making contact with the corner of the porcelain sink.

When she came to she could somehow tell that she wasn’t where she was supposed to be. For one thing, the air tasted funny, still breathable but noticeably different. The other dead giveaway, in this reality her mother hadn’t died during childbirth, her father wasn’t a raging alcoholic, and she even had a kid sister, to boot.

But she still had a bad case of acne. Just her luck. Why would fate, the heartless bitch that it was, have even bothered to throw her a bone by trading her unasked-for sibling for a much-coveted life with…

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Learning to Live with Brain injury — Head/Traumatic Brain Injury: How to LIVE with it

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Originally posted on Living with Head/Brain Injury (TBI): Learning to Live with Brain injury and (most importantly) ACCEPTING Brain (Head) Injury

The years 1965 – 2002 Then https://www.youtube.com/embed/b0cAWgTPiwM + https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NkwJ-g0iJ6w

Learning to Live with Brain injury — Head/Traumatic Brain Injury: How to LIVE with it

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If a man is called to be a street-sweeper…” — BooKs by cRaig loCk

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If a man is called to be a street-sweeper…”

If a man is called to be a street-sweeper…” — BooKs by cRaig loCk

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Creative Kiwis: Books, E-Books, Audiobooks Multi Media — BooKs by cRaig loCk

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Creative Kiwis: Books, E-Books, Audiobooks Multi Media

BooKs by cRaig loCk

Creative Kiwis: Books, E-Books, Audiobooks Multi Media — BooKs by cRaig loCk — Craig’s List

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“The world would have you agree with its dismal dream of limitation. But the light would have you soar like the eagle of your sacred visions.” — BooKs by cRaig loCk

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“The world would have you agree with its dismal dream of limitation. But the light would have you soar like the eagle of your sacred visions.”

“The world would have you agree with its dismal dream of limitation. But the light would have you soar like the eagle of your sacred visions.” — BooKs by cRaig loCk

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Time Stood Still.

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Time Stood Still.
Standing grandly in the corner of the dusty and cold living room was the grandfather clock that had been passed down for generations in the family, It was a silent sentry to all the goings on in the house. Tonight it was bearing witness to a crime. As he struck midnight the rain pounded on the roof and the windows like it wanted in. Everyone in the house was asleep except for the lady of the house who suffered from a severe case of insomnia. Marie was up at all hours of the night and took comfort in the fact she could always rely on the clock to tell the time and keep her company on these lonely nights when everyone in the house was asleep.
Tonight was no different she sat on the couch fire crackling in the fire place, book in hand and rain pounding…

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