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It All Seems So Backwards Present It took me less than five minutes to get home. By that time, my anger had subsided, but I was still frustrated with my entire evening. I had finals the following morning, and I wasn’t prepared in the least. I looked at the clock above the kitchen sink as I walked through my front door and saw it was nearly 11:00 PM. I kicked my shoes off and thought to myself, “Did I really just sit at Dunkin Donuts for two and a half hours?” Why did I feel like I hadn’t acco...

It meant freedom. Freedom in a way you couldn’t quite verbalize. You couldn’t explain it, you couldn’t even begin to talk about it, but you knew what it was and how it felt. Twisting the key in the lock for the first time was like unlocking your spirit from the confines of youth. You didn’t care that the door creaked or that the blue paint was chipped alongside the handle. You didn’t care how the seat leaned awkwardly to the left or how the entire chassis dipped as you settled in. You pulled...

It all started at the most random of times. It wasn’t like one of those times in your life when you are expecting something to happen. No, it wasn’t like that at all. It was so random, I almost didn’t believe it was happening as it was happening. I mean, I was just going to pick up my dinner. Chinese. Take-out. It had become a weekly thing for me. Monday was Wendy’s. Tuesday was pizza. Wednesday and Thursday was chicken wings and beer at the bar. Friday was Chinese. I used to tell myself it ...

The Basement The furnace flares its angry nostrils, a lion’s roar to a small child’s ear. The stairs groan with each awkward step down, as fear slithers along the toddlers flesh. Each descending step becomes harder and harder to reach while the naturally refrigerated air fails to cool the rush of blood to his head. His ears burn as he latches his quivering fingers onto the railing, which rattles, also trembling, but from years of handling. The darkness creeps along the walls, extending into t...