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Today's word is: slower
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Today's word is: slower
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on 2009-01-17 07:33 am (UTC)Fandom/original: RPS CW
Characters: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki
Rating: R
Word count: 115
http://atsugari8.livejournal.com/52739.html (the first one is for prompt #92 and the second one is for this.)
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on 2009-01-19 05:16 pm (UTC)Fandom/original: Original
Characters: Could be anyone
Rating: G
The aeroplane screeched to a slow halt and I suddenly found myself waking with a jolt. Confused, I looked up only to send the pillow that had earlier been tucked under my head to promptly fall off. I readied myself to deboard the plane and within those few moments I could feel my heart thump with increasing loudness.
"So intimate yet strangely foreign", I thought as I looked out of the window to the smalltown I called home so long ago.
I had always known I wanted to leave home. Ever since a kid I knew I was somehow too big for this place.
"There is nothing wrong with what I did. People leave home. They seek new places to venture. Its the natural orer of things", I think to myself at a furious pace just to keep the tiny thought that constantly nagged me.
"Yes, but they dont severe all contact"
I take my bags off the overhead compartment and within moments I'm stepping off the plane and out of the airport.
I cast nothing but a sidelong glance towards the baggage claim.
No luggage.
I'm a light packer. always have been. Perhaps thats why I didnt keep in touch thinking that it would only drag me down.
Maybe I was wrong.
With my usual youthful determination I dived headlong into the future. I went as far as I could without even a look back and yet here i was.. back again.
I watch the scenery whizz by as my taxi races along.
Finally, I pull up to the place where it all began.
I pay the fare, drag my luggage out and after patting a kitten nearby I open the front door.
"Still no locks required", I think as the door squeaks its welcome.
I put one foot in front of the other towards the slightly battered door.
I find her as I always have.
In the kitchen, with an apron.
"Mom, I'm back.. ", I mutter
".. for good", I complete answering what I knew was racing through her head.
A slightly choked cry, the clattering of utensils and she has pulled me to a tight embrace.
Who says you can't go back??