The past is creeping in…

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And they think I can’t see them.

I separated myself from names in my past. I closed doors and built walls. Tall ones. Made of brick and blood. But in our days of social media, every form, these names have  crawled out of their holes and sought me out. My name is unique (as you may have noticed) and they are using that fact to reach out to me through others. So I spend  time each day blocking, deleting and covering my backside.

They slither in under the cover of mutual friends who know of their evils…so I block or delete them too. They whine and complain and send me another friend request. Really? Be gone weak ones. Go back to the dark side.

Buh-bye now! I’m stronger than you.

P.S. I have cookies too, but they are gluten free.

 

Published by Ticia Rani

I am...interesting. I am a writer, dreamer, mom, wife, veteran, friend, villain, and the wearer of many hats, but I don't look good in hats- go figure. I LOVE TO WRITE. I want to tell stories. I want to make you laugh, cry, and scare the crap out of you, and make you ask "why the hell did you do that?" I want to make you cheer my characters on or want to shake the crap out of them for things they say and/or do. I want to bring you along for the ride. Ready? Set?...READ!!!

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