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Amaranthine -2-

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Amaranthine

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Sira crawled into bed. Her mind swirled with thoughts of the guy she hoped to meet. As she drifted into her dream world he was the only one there other than her and the two enjoyed each others company throughout the entire night.

Sadly the moon made its departure and the sun made the usual journey upwards until it lit the world with its perfect rays. Sira reluctantly opened her eyes and left her dream guy behind, far from being ready to begin another day. As was her routine she opened her e-mails to see if there were any new ones and skimmed through the list searching for only one sender. She saw his name immediately and didn’t hesitate to open the e-mail.

I met a girl here in my own town and I don’t think it will be proper for me to continue e-mailing you. I’m sorry but I don’t think it would have worked out between us anyways.

Sira’s heart dropped. At first she stared at the screen in shock. What had all the other e-mails truly meant to him? Did she ever mean anything to him at all? She could feel her heart begin to crumble piece by piece but she remained in her place, staring blankly at the screen. While the moment seemed to last a life time only a minute had passed before she would feel a small tear slide down her cheek. The tear fell onto her leg and then the flood gates opened. She felt lonely and crushed. Immediately her head met her pillow, the sobs and tears would continue now only muffled. How she would manage to make it through this single day she did not know.

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Amaranthine -1-

Note from the author: Amaranthine [am-uh-ran-thin] is synonymous with endless. This story will be written without the plan of an ending or a basic story plot. The point of the story is to simply exist. It is for me to enjoy writing and for you to enjoy reading.

Amaranthine

-1-

 

“25…26…27…28,” Sira came to decide that she was going to lose some of those extra pounds. She knew it wouldn’t be easy because of her many failed attempts in the past but this time she had a plan.

“73…74…75,” Sira had already been working on her diet. She wasn’t dieting or anything, just changing how much she ate. Instead of eating that second serving she’d only eat one. She was also working on caring a bit more about her appearance. She was putting on make up, straightening her hair, and choosing clothes that flattered her current body shape.

“97…98…99,” There was more that Sira wanted though. Sira wanted to change her body shape. First step was to implement a routine. Tonight she would start with 100 crunches, an exercise she knew would target her abdomen and not be more than she could handle.

“100!” She stood up and looked in the mirror. Ever since she began to care about her appearance, she actually felt pretty.

After blowing herself a kiss she went over to the bed and began to write in her journal. Today it would be all about the guy she had been talking to on the internet. Sira was never great at being social and so most of her interactions were on the internet, but she had begun to really like this guy and was hoping to meet him in person. The pen glided along the paper, her penmanship matching her mood. Her letters flowed and curled; letters were dotted with hearts and her words were more colorful. Sira clearly had her head in the clouds, hoping this was fate. The meeting date wasn’t set, or even mentioned, but her heart floated with the idea of that day. Sira closed her journal and proceeded to do another one-hundred crunches. When the two met she would look her best.

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Grape Juice

Operation Save US

Abraham Lincoln

“This country, with its institutions, belongs to the people who inhabit it. Whenever they shall grow weary of the existing Government, they can exercise their ‘constitutional’ right of amending it or their ‘revolutionary’ right to dismember or overthrow it.” First Inaugural Address, March 4, 1861.

Read the Declaration of Independence

Read the Constitution of the United States

 

Operation Save US

 

Our main character, Frank, takes the quote to heart though maybe he’s misunderstood it some. After watching a news segment he becomes weary about the government and decides to use his ‘constitutional right’ to overthrow it. He picks up the phone and dials the white house.

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