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Showing posts with label issue. Show all posts

Thursday, September 29, 2011


“OLIVIA!” Oh God. “OLLLLLIVIIIIAAAA!”
“Yeah.”
“So guess who I saw today.”
“Famous or friend?
“Friend.”
“Boy or girl.”
“Ahh I saw Andrew.”
“Oh, how’s he doing?”
“Okay just telling you how’s he doing would cause you to simply ask how he’s doing.”
“Well no but you saying you saw someone we know yes, that would cause me to ask how they are doing. But clearly whatever happened matters so much more.”
“Yes clearly.” I wave my hand on for her to continue. “Well I am going to the coffee shop and debating in a iced drink or should I try this new drink and he comes walking up to me with a drink!”
“For himself.”
“No for me silly!”
“So he has two drinks.”
“Yes-”
“Well that would have been helpful-”
“He talked about his life and asked about mine-”
“He’s a gentelmen-”
“He has such a good heart-”
“Taking it you were happy-”
“Asked me to dinner-”
“But you are easily made happy so-”
“Olivia are you listening?”
“Of course.”
“Well he agreed.”
“To what?”
“Double date, tomorrow night. Kyle he is unsure if he is free but I am sure when he hears you are the other girl he will drop whatever that boy has to do.”
“You did what?”
“It’s just food.”
“Umm yeah no, not with Kyle.”
“Why would you do such a things?” All roommate goes on a ramble explaining how she was just trying to do a nice thing. She would get to know Andrew better while seeing how Kyle and I talk to see if the two of us are really meant for me. Granted her intentions were there but I just saw the new guy yesterday and my head is all types of spinning.
“Olivia I hear you, now I am just going to lay down. Please let me be for a bit.”
“Do you want chocolate?” Such a necessary girl thing to always have.
“No thank you.” I would love a lot of chocolate and a movie but that would just make matters worse. Lay down and go for a run. Yes a run that will clear my head.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011


Monica is walking into the office with more questions going through her head then she thought possible. She goes to the desk to get checked in expecting Tony to be able to bounce these ideas off of but it’s a new person. “Good Morning.”
“Oh hi. Morning I mean, sorry where is Tony?”
“He no longer works here.”
“What do you mean?” The new attendant behind the counter is unsure of what to say.
“He was asked to leave. Something about talking about God in the office.”
“Are you kidding me?!”
“No, I’m sorry miss.”
“Is there anyway I could contact him?”
“I have is number I can give you. It’s such a shame he was the most helpful here. He knew I have been struggling to pay for school and I know he has a big family to pay for but he would offer me hours.” Monica is in awe of thinking she thought this man was simply mean and would pass her by. While she has been the ignorant on and probably is the cause to him losing his job. Monica’s day is a blur. She has no clue what to work on, who to contact, and almost never answered her phone. Mike stopped by to apologize for the previous night and she almost broke down.
“Need to go for a walk?”
“I should do work but I know I wont do any.”
“Come on. I know I don’t seem like a good person to talk to but I am sure I can help.”
“Okay. You’ve gotten a man fired about telling you about God?”
“Just come one. Isn’t there chairs or a park near by?”
“Yeah just out the back entrance.”
“Okay that is where we will wait to talk.” They stay silent through the office, reach the elevators and still silent. Once they reach the air Monica feels more relaxed. “I have not gotten anyone fired from sharing God, however that is why I left my previous job. I have been a Christian my whole life. I never knew what it truly meant till my twenties when I truly needed God in my life.”
“Your a Christian?”
“Yep. Born and raised”
“Then your really blessed to have parents that raised you that way.”
“What about yours?”
“I believe my parents where christians, but they passes away before I could question religion or really come to an age where I knew what God would mean to me and my life.” Monica and Mike continue to sit and take in their surroundings not saying a thing. They get lost in a conversation and Monica asking questions about God and what he means to Mike. Going around debating, not sure what it all means, to before they know it, the sun is setting. Still more that Monica wants to know so they go to dinner together.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

“How did this happen?”
“Are you really asking that? She was brought up in a broken home “
“Don’t put this on us. She is the one that choose to open her legs.”
“Really Andre?”
“Yes.” He then storms off to the porch looking at the street. Desiree is over with Zola. Taisha begins cleaning the kitchen not knowing what to do besides clean.
“Who could be the father? The only boys I’ve seen here was Jeremy and some other boy. Jeremy is only five years older than her but still wrong because she is a minor. He wouldn’t have done that. Right?” Taisha pauses scrubbing the counter, throws the rag and heads for the door.
“Where you goin’?”
“I need to do something. Desiree please come with me.”
“Where we going?”
“I think it’s important for you and I to talk come with me.” Desiree says good bye to Zola, looks over to her father not knowing what to say so turns and walks with her mother. “I don’t just want to jump into things but have you been dating this boy that’s the father?”
“Yes. We were seeing each other and legit I feel like I am in a Taylor Swift song.”
“Taylor Swift?”
“She’s basically a girl that sings songs about breaks ups, you’d love her.”
“Thanks sweetie.”
“Sorry, that was a bad dig. But still you’d love her. Ma’ what am I suppose to do? I know the father wont want to do anything. You and daddy constantly fightin’ and we come from a bad area. I don’t want to be a single mom and have this baby have half a life or not even that of what I had. I didn’t have it easy for sure but I couldn’t image raising someone to have less than I did. I am only fifteen. I would have no college degree. I have no work experience.” Desiree falls to the ground clinging her stomach. “Ma’am what am I to do?! Why did you choose to keep me? You were only seventeen when you meet daddy. But you graduate high school, went to college, got married, and then had me. You raised me right in that way. I want my daughter to have that to look up to. Why did I do this? I barely knew him. I don’t know what I did it. Why did I do that.” Taisha feels the pain of her daughter and all she can is hold her tight wanting to take this all from her. “Mom I’m so sorry.”
“No, no I’m here for you.”
“I was so stupid he was older and told me that he loved me. I don’t even know what that means.”
“When your emotional those are the only three words you want to hear.”
“Ha, yeah. And he has a stupid name anyways. What kind of name is Jeremy. Seriously.” Taisha body tightens up a little bit.
“Jeremy? Is he in your class?”
“Np he’s older, graduated. I was such an idiot.” Desiree begins to awkwardly laugh. “Remember that time I came home and yelled about a naked boy in the bath room?” Taisha nods her head. Of course she remembers she thought Jeremy was waiting for her. “Well I didn’t want you to get mad at me so I freaked out and had him leave. I was so silly.”
“No you weren’t sweetie.”