Apparently an abcess (sp?) sweeled up my mouth and went into my throat. I was bedridden for a week and now I'm just kind of living, barely. The drugs I was taking were kind of addictive, but I'm getting over it...
Now, I'm back....


An Unlikely FriendBy: RhiannaDraikaina RhiannaDraikaina@yahoo.comAn Unlikely Friend
The interview had gone great. Mr. Kramer had hired her after about 20 minutes of interviewing, asking her all the right questions and her asking him the questions that needed to be asked. As it turned out, Mr. Kramer was Mr. Smith’s boss and was not at all pleased at what the old goat had done. He told her that he would take care of the source of the problem by the end of the week and it would all be over and done with. It was a Thursday and you never fired anyone in the morning or on Thursday he said. He would wait for to


The InterviewBy: Rhianna Draikaina RhiannaDraikaina@yahoo.comThe Interview
Rhianna walked into the large office building, already knowing her way around. It was exactly like the one back in Dallas, minus a few features that strictly went with the area. She made her way to the receptionist’s desk and stated her name. The woman was elderly, but looked sweet. She approached her cautiously. People who looked sweet were often everything but.
“Hello, my name is Rhianna. I’m here for an interview for the place of Administrative Assistant for Mr. Smith.” Th


Alley ThoughtsBy: Rhianna Draikaina RhiannaDraikaina@yahoo.comAlley Thoughts
As she watched him mount the underage girl against the back of the club that they were attending, she realized that it didn’t matter. It didn’t matter that he was banging the fifteen year old groupie, it didn’t matter that they were once engaged, and it wouldn’t matter if she just left and never looked back.
She had been thinking about it for a while. She asked her friend what she would think if she just disappeared. Friend laughed and told her that she wouldn’t have the guts. Maybe tonight was the night to prove her wrong. Her fiancé was a bit indisposed at


Constant StruggleBy: RhiannaDraikaina RhiannaDraikaina@yahoo.comConstant Struggle
It was a constant struggle. Every time I tried, it always ended up being a struggle. It was too frustrating. Most of the time, I didn’t even think I could handle it. I would always end up wanting to cry. It was stupid to cry over something that was so small, but I couldn’t help it.
You know how in certain things, you know it’s easy, and you know you can do it, but for some reason, you can’t do it. It’s frustrating. Other people can laugh at it all they want, but it only makes it worse.&nb


Alone. She. Cries. Chapter 1.Chapter 1 RecognitionAlone. She. Cries. Chapter 1.
“Would you wake up you lazy bum!” screamed a very impatient little brother. Somnolently, Hikaru looked over at him with a drowsy and blank look on his face. “Gah, Hiroshi, Its morning already?” he asked, rubbing the sleep from his half open eyes, he didn’t bother to sit up on his futon however. This was a terrible mistake. His enthusiastic brother, following his normal morning routine, smiled deviously. Though, Hikaru didn’t seem to notice, as he was still occupied forcing himself to realize he wasn’t going to get anymore shuteye. Hiroshi didn’t hesitate as he let out a ye
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