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The Audition
The year was 2016 and I was a small town girl in New York with hopes of being a star. I was quickly closing out my sixth year in the city with very moderate success. Moderate might be the wrong word. I had been hired three times to speak. Every other role I’d ever taken either didn’t pay or had me stuck somewhere in the background for “background” or “atmosphere.”
By Diana R. Jones5 years ago in Confessions
Mismatched
We have all been on those dates that we know from the very beginning or soon after that it's doomed. We wonder, how the heck do we get out of it? How do we walk away and keep some bit of dignity intact? How do we conclude the date without causing a scene or ill feelings?
By A. L. Jobrail5 years ago in Confessions
Inadvertent Slip
Regrets – T’was the night before Christmas…I mean literally, it was the night before Christmas. Midnight Mass was being held at our church and I was again among the enthralled worshippers who felt obligated to attend the celebration. I guess it was to be expected of me as I sang tenor with the choir as well as played percussion, however unlike all the others attending, I wasn’t Catholic.
By Robb Hassell5 years ago in Confessions
Sex by the Side of the Road
This is one of those times when I’m happy my husband isn’t an avid reader of my pieces, here, unless I put one in front of his face. SO happy. As the senior editor at a publishing company specializing in the manufacturing industry, he has enough on his plate. Thank Buddha.
By Sherry McGuinn5 years ago in Confessions
The Run
I had always been the weirdo with no friends that sat alone, and this day explains why. It was Senior-Award Day. A day I was proud of because I knew I wouldn't be winning any awards, or so I thought. I had always been timid with severe anxiety, so walking across the stage in front of the entire senior class, and an audience would be a disaster. I did not want to win an award and to make sure that didn't happen, I had a master plan. A week before the ceremony, I had made sure to get confirmation from all of my teachers, I wouldn't be getting an award. Although it was one instructor, R.O.T.C, who insisted that all senior cadets should receive one. I assured him that I did nothing all year to deserve anything. Jokingly, he seemed to reconsider, and out of desperation, I chose to believe him. There was no way he would be calling my name. I never thought my lack of participation would ever pay off, or so I thought.
By TheBlackWeirdow5 years ago in Confessions
He did what?
I grew up in a home where non of my family had a filter what so ever. My parents always educated me and my younger sister about everything. So over time and as I had gotten older, there really isn't anything people can do or say to embarrass me. This story not only embarrassed me but I felt very hummileated. My name is Keziah and I am your narrator for this story, please feel free to share my story.
By Keziah Kay Lynn Hance5 years ago in Confessions
Call it Fate
I made an unnecessary loud sigh while looking out across the parking lot from my vehicle. I didn’t know how I let my friends convince me to go against what I said I would never do again. I flipped down the sun visor and slid open the mirror to examine my face for the umpteenth time. No pimples had popped up in the last 15 minutes. No puffiness around the eyes, nothing peeking from my nose. He seemed genuine enough when we talked on the phone and boy was, he patient. This is our third time trying to meet up…or should I say this is the third time I had agreed to meet him, and hopefully I could swallow my nerves enough to follow through. My mind went back to three years ago when I tried the online dating thing for the first time. Things were so different. For one, we were not dead smack in the middle of a pandemic and two I was way more optimistic then. I should have put things in perspective after filing the restraining order against the guy, even though it wasn’t really that much of a horrible ordeal. It was only one date and meeting up and finding a man that looks nothing like his profile, holding roses, a portfolio and a cat did nothing to make me question my judgement even a little bit. I could look past him being 5 inches shorter than I was. I could look past the beer belly. I mean I barely even flinched over what turned out to be nudie pictures in his portfolio. It was the cat that did me in. I hate cats. People got "Cat fished" all the time. It was my first go at it, I almost expected it. The only reason the restraining ordeal was filed was because he kept coming to my place of business apologizing for the cat.
By Kristie Glass5 years ago in Confessions
