The Rain

By: Shanzida Khandaker

“I’m telling you Jase, the rain has vowed to pour until the world is flooded,” Aron moaned into the phone as he lightly banged his head on the on the headboard of his bed. It had been raining nonstop for the past two days but to Aron it felt more like years.

“Air, you’re over reacting mate,” Jase answered, and though Aron couldn’t see, he knew that his best friend was rolling his eyes.

“Don’t roll your eyes at me Jase – no, don’t even try to say you weren’t rolling your eyes Mr.- but seriously, this rain is so- so- I don’t know, so not rad,”

“Okay, first, don’t ever say ‘rad’ again, you sound stupid,”

“Duly noted,” Continue reading

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November 6, 2013

This is an e-mail to a friend I sent because she was mad at me for not contacting her. 🙂

Hey you!
(This is the part where you say “Don’t ‘hey you’ me!” and I get scared and hide behind my teddy bear)

You have every right to be mad at me; I know that, so I’m sorry. But don’t think that it means I’m not going to give you a bunch of excuses that probably won’t even justify my lack of contact with you. Continue reading