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THE CURTAIN a short story by Lauren Parker “Get up! They’re out!” The mother shook her daughter awake. The girl rubbed her eyes and popped out of bed, for she knew that this may be her last chance. “Hurry! Hurry!” The mother yelled excitedly. She frantically nestled the girl close to her and attempted to hang a jacket upon her shoulders. The young girl yanked on socks and shoes and bolted...
Super Heroes vs. the Westboro Baptist Church →
azspot: They’ve faced down humans time and time again, but Fred Phelps and his minions from the Westboro Baptist Church were not ready for the cosplay action that awaited them today at Comic-Con. After all, who can win against a counter protest that includes robots, magical anime girls, Trekkies, Jedi and…kittens? Unbeknownst to the dastardly fanatics of the Westboro Baptist Church, the good...
Human a short story by Lauren Parker “Look at me! Look at me!! Aren’t I so amazing? I climbed a mountain, I got a job, I saved a life; I am the perfection of the human race,” she says. “There’s always a bigger fish in the sea,” I say. “Perhaps,” she says, “but I am the biggest, brightest one of them all!” I speak, “Why would you want to bring attention to yourself?” “I want...
Don’t Become Like The Orphan Girl
(To get the full feel of this, read while listening to this: music. Don’t Become Like The Orphan Girl a short story by Lauren Parker You hear her speak, “It’s not all about you.” The sun hides behind the foggy clouds, causing the noonday to seem like night. From your porch step you can view the world. You had been enjoying a trivial book before noticing a lone girl sitting on your porch....
You a short story by Lauren Parker You look up from your trivial book. You gaze out of the window of your cozy home into the street of the neighborhood. You see that the sun is shining so you decide to go outside and enjoy the fresh air. You put your book down. You open the door and step out onto your front porch. You see a dirty girl sitting on the first step, her face in her hands. You’re...
The Tree House
(Sorry my stories have involved trees as of late. Perhaps I’ll eventually write a “proper” tale.) (usefulguilt) The Tree House a short story by Lauren Parker The tree house was built when I was five, when I was seven I moved in, and by nine it was my permanent house. I remember the day distinctly. It had been raining all weekend but my dad wanted to surprise me....
The interplay between prosperity—and poverty—and religious observance has become...– Lisa Miller, on whether recessions make us more religious. (via newsweek) Good questions, Lisa. Also, read Nick Paumgarten’s piece asking why people view tragedies as “acts of God”: “Questions of agency, divine or otherwise, dog us these early-summer days, amid a pileup of ill tidings: an...
The Tree That Forgot How to be a Tree
The Tree That Forgot How to be a Tree a short story by Lauren Parker “I’ve lost myself. Can you help me find it?” The tree whispered to the wind. “I’ve been trying to be like all these other trees.” The tree sighed. “They are all so amazing. I just wanted to be like them.” The wind didn’t respond. “But it’s too hard to be them. It’s too hard.” The little tree frowned. “But now I’ve forgotten...
I love opening my window to listen to the rain...
The Lonely Girl
The Lonely Girl a short story by Lauren Parker She’s walking on the beach alone. Why, I can see her walking all alone, not a soul in sight, feet shifting slightly in the sun kissed sand, kicking up the crystals, causing them to fly in the air. One foot after the other, one foot after the other, her hands in the pockets of her shorts, her hair blowing in the ocean breeze, her head down, watching...
Sky Sailing - Alaska
Dear Adam Young, I just downloaded your new album today. The first song I listened to was “Alaska.” I’m sure you are well aware of the strange ways that God works and He never ceases to amaze me. Moving has been such a unique experience for me. It has brought out things in my character that I never knew were there. Regardless of the things that have happened to me and my...
Don’t let a camera get in the way of your photography– nathan presley (via nathanpresley)
To whom it may conscern, I’m so sorry no one came to your rescue. I’m so sorry no one told you Who was your rescue. I’m so sorry. Love, Lauren
Dear stranger, I love you. I won’t judge you. I’ll care about you. I’ll talk to you. I’ll listen. And I’m sorry that the Church has failed you. I’m sorry they’ve hurt you. I’m sorry they only cared about themselves. They don’t represent Jesus. Because Jesus loves you. Love, Lauren
Fear is a manipulative emotion that can trick us into living a boring life.– Donald Miller (via quote-book)
Click here! This is why I am in love with disney kids. Don’t judge me.
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Current “on repeat” song. P.S. This...
I hate stress. I’m trying to do so many things at once. College, jobs, careers, futures are all swimming around in my head and frankly I hate it all. I wish for once life could be easy. But I suppose it doesn’t work out that way. It never did. I do like a challenge though and just like every other aspect of life, this is a challenge too. Since I’m saying things that I wish...