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LHS Class of 01 Reunion '21
The hallway buzzed with the low hum of lockers slamming and the soft rustle of backpacks, but the most conspicuous feature of the day was the sea of masks that turned every familiar face into a muted silhouette. The school’s new health ordinance, enacted after a spate of seasonal illnesses, required every student to wear a protective covering that filtered breath and muffled speech, turning ordinary greetings into barely audible “hey” and “what’s up?” whispered through fabric. Posters plastered on the bulletin boards reminded everyone, “Keep a six‑foot radius and stay masked at all times,” and the principal’s voice crackled over the intercom each morning, reiterating the rules with a tone that blended authority and reassurance. Even the teachers, their own masks patterned with whimsical cartoons, moved from class to class with the same cautious choreography, stepping lightly and waving their gloved hands to signal “good morning” without breaking the invisible barrier that now defined social interaction.
By Forest Greena day ago in Fiction
LHS Class of 01 Reunion '21
“I’m thinking of going with a navy blazer and the silver sequined dress underneath,” Valerie announced, her eyes widening as if she could already see the fabric catching the party lights. Megan imagined the texture, the way the sequins would ripple as Valerie moved across the dance floor, and felt a surge of anticipation for the reunion that had been months in the making, each detail of the outfit becoming a promise of the night’s potential.
By Forest Greena day ago in Fiction
The Zenith
The rain in Oakhaven didn’t wash things clean; it just turned the town’s secrets into a thick, grey sludge. Elias Thorne stood in the center of the derelict community garden, his boots sinking into the sodden earth. Beside him stood his three closest allies: Sarah, a former schoolteacher with kind eyes; Julian, a local carpenter who believed in the weight of a handshake; and Maya, a young idealist who thought the law was a shield rather than a weapon.
By Meko James a day ago in Fiction
Human and the Cosmos
Human and the Cosmos Faramarz Parsa Time moved steadily forward, and humanity—its feet chained to time—never ceased striving to build. Not merely to live, but to create something beyond life; something through which it could see God and uncover the secrets of the universe.
By Ebrahim Parsaa day ago in Fiction
GAUZE. Content Warning.
The pain that accompanies a burn is sharp and powerful. The smell of searing and bubbling flesh beneath scorched skin, as well as the tremendous ache beneath the muscle that no cream or salve can soothe. Surrounding me is a shallow, cramped space that has no more to offer than a broken down end table and dustbunnies. I lean back against the wall and feel a spiderweb cling to the hem of my teeshirt; maybe one of the only things that is truly left of it. The still air feels cold and unwelcoming with my movement, brushing over my skin and causing the rise of prickly bumps on my body I couldn’t provide a name to.
By Darin Wimsatta day ago in Fiction
