• Aimee B. commented on the post, arts 6 years, 5 months ago

    “What about the arts?” he asked, with a small smile on his handsome face.

    I squirmed. “What about them?”

    “Do you enjoy them?”

    “Well I suppose I do …. I prefer Banksy though, and other street art. I tend to feel out of place at art museums, ballet shows, and opera houses.”

    “Hmm.. well we’ll see if I can change that.”

  • Aimee B. commented on the post, guard 6 years, 5 months ago

    “You put your guard up! You always do! You won’t let anyone in… I don’t know what I was doing, thinking I would be an exception.”

    I turned from him, feeling tears sting my eyes.
    He was.. he was the exception. I loved him.
    But I still couldn’t tell him.
    I couldn’t tell him who I was, I couldn’t tell him what I did for a living, it would…[Read more]

  • Aimee B. commented on the post, upper 6 years, 6 months ago

    Her upper lip trembled. No. No. No. No. This couldn’t be happening. The tears rolled down her face as she knelt next to his lifeless body. They found him. They were looking for her but they found him instead.

  • Aimee B. commented on the post, texts 6 years, 8 months ago

    And all the sweet, loving texts suddenly stopped. there were no more calls and silly voicemails. No more driving out to see him and no more late night adventures. He was gone and there was nothing I could do about […]

  • Aimee B. commented on the post, dare 6 years, 8 months ago

    “I dare you.” He stared at me with the gun in his hand and the tears rolling down his face. The sky was gray and the rain hit the window with purpose. Lightning lit up the dark room. I stood up and took a step […]