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"I love him, but every day I'm learning that all my life I've only been pretending." -Eponine

Opuss № I

"All hunchbacks walk with head erect, all stammerers are given to speechifying, and the deaf always talk in whispers." -Victor Hugo

Opuss № I

**me in bed; not asleep yet** **sister in bed; not asleep yet** **cat asleep in chair** **Mom enters** Mom: Good night. (Kisses cat. Ignores humans in room. Walks out.) Me: ....

Why My Family Is A Real- Live Sitcom: Part 3 • Opuss № I

Boy(6): You guys could be ornaments. I could put a hook on your head and hang you from the tree! Me: .....

Babysitting • Opuss № I

*at dinner table* Sister(12): I wish I had better grades. Dad(sputtering): Grades! Spades- mades- shades- zades!! *THIS REALLY HAPPENED*

Why My Family Is A Real-Life Sitcom: Part 2 • Opuss № I

Mom (to Dad): You've got one sense of entitlement. Dad: Entitlement? Yessirrr, I am entitled. Veery entitled. (Points to himself.) You see this? THIS is Entitlement. *long pause* Me: I'm gonna go to bed. Dad: Yessir. Very entitled.

Why My Family Is A Real-Live Sitcom: Part 1 • Opuss № I

"Darling, let me tie your scarf for you. Your little hands are so clumsy; you're fixing to strangle yourself!" Christine felt frustration creep up in her tiny cheeks. "I can tie a scarf myself!" she tried to say, but all that came out inst…

Before The Opera: Chapter One • Opuss № I

'Twas the day after Nutcracker, And we were all glum. Not a creature was dancing, Not even a 'plum. The skirts had been hung In the dressing rooms that day, In the hope that Ms. Lara would take them away. We should have been home, Asleep in…

This one's for all my CBC friends! <3 ;) • Opuss № I

If you saw it, please leave a comment on the new "Les Miserables" movie!

Les Mis? • Opuss № I

I am not in charge of what I do. My hand tells me what to write. My eyes tell me I have terrible penmanship. My hair tells me it likes being braided. My eyes find someone special, turn to my heart and say, "Hey girl, check that out." My he…

Biology Lesson • Opuss № I

We used to talk sometimes. He would deny that now if I were to remind him, but it's true that he once look me in the eye and respond to my eager questions in the wonderful way only he could, with a pompous edge to his deep voice and perhaps…

At First • Opuss № I

"It hurts so much, being in love with an angel." I lifted my face to gaze at nothing. The school counselor's office stared back, an indifferent mix of eggshell-blue wall, vomit-colored tile and an assortment of office furniture, all depress…

Office Talk • Opuss № I

I knew I was saved the first time I saw her. They were on the beach, she and her father. It was night, but there was enough of a glow emanating from the full moon that I could study her face. She was only eight years old, yet I was certain …

Before The Opera: Prologue • Opuss № I

I knew I was saved the first time I saw her. They were on the beach, she and her father. It was night, but there was enough of a glow emanating from the full moon that I could study her face. She was only eight years old, yet I was certain …

Before The Opera: Prologue • Opuss № I

"It hurts so much, being in love with an angel." I lifted my face to gaze at nothing. The school counselor's office stared back, an indifferent mix of eggshell-blue wall, vomit-colored tile and an assortment of office furniture, all depress…

Office Talk • Opuss № I