married for 14yrs,during that time you did drugs,alcohol,didn’t practice your faith,cheated,then one day you snapped had enough,and left to get your head right,after one year your ok now, and have changed your life around,but all the people you used to deal with including your family won’t have anything to do with you.your wife is still partying her ass off along with all the others and they live at your old residence,this includes your brother-in laws,her boyfriend, and of course the ole drug dealer who once was your friend ,but now your the wiser.do you let them have their life and you go on to live a much happier one? do you crash their party and have them all busted?do you let them keep the house and ask for her to refinance it without your name?do you ask for a buy out even if there is a twelve year old son living there?of course they’re trying to prove that they are living a normal life and everything I say is bullcrap. but I’m tired of being walked on and treated like a door mat

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What can this possibly mean? If you’re one of those people who doesn’t like to read long questions, the truly bizarre part is the last paragraph. At least tell me what you think about that one.

I won tickets to a WWE event. Emily and I were sitting in the sixth row next to Bob Barker (He had the microphone). As part of our prize, Emily and I got to go down to the ring and announce a match. On the way to the ring, Emily and I notice that there are black and gold door mats with phrases such as “Who Dat” and “Go Saints” written on them all around the ring. We go down to the ring, announce our match, and when we get back to our seats, we tell Bob Barker how much we would like to have one of those door mats. Bob reminds us who he is, and says that he will certainly be able to use his fame to get us each a door mat. Kim Kardashian and Reggie Bush are seated a few rows ahead of us.

Chris Jericho is in the last match of the night. Everyone leaves after the match, because as part of our prize, we get to meet a wrestler of our choosing. He starts to walk away, and as he turns a corner I shout, “Wait, we would like to get a picture with you.” We turn that very same corner and when we get around it, Chris Jericho is there, but has he turned into a midget.

And this is the most bizarre part of all…

The event is over. It is sunset. I am driving on a highway, when suddenly I come upon the head of a tiger on the side of the road. The head has been severed violently from the tiger’s body. There is blood all over his head. This is also not an ordinary, severed from its body tiger’s head; it is the size of a very large gorilla’s entire body. Upon seeing this, I am immediately aware of nothing in my surroundings other than this massive, bloody mess before me. All of a sudden, from which direction, I do not know because I was fixated on the giant tiger head, my car is struck by an ordinary size tiger. Although ordinary in size, he was not ordinary in strength. The car went flying through the air. All the glass and windows shattered. The car landed and I found myself covered in shards of class, cut, and bleeding, with a tiger coming towards me. I crawl out of the car. The tiger is standing over me and I realize that this is the moment that my life is going to end. I close my eyes and prepare for the end, and nothing happens. I open my eyes, and there is an old man standing near the road. The tiger is nowhere in sight. He walks over to me, scoops me up, puts me in his truck, and drives me away.

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corrections to any grammar errors, or suggestions to improve the actual piece are very much appreciated:)

… apparently our literature class is supposed to submit a piece into some contest, and we have to submit by tomorrow before noon, i was not aware of this until a friend told me on facebook, so i just quickly grabbed a scrap piece i wrote a couple years ago in grade 7… and here it is:P as you can see; LOTS of work needs to be done; but i only have a couple hours to do it:(

Two AM

I sit at the top of the wooden staircase, staring down at the mud stained Welcome mat by the front door. My feet are crossed, and my hands grab onto the wooden posts of the staircase. The front door is shoved open, and I snap my legs back closer to my body. Dad staggers into the house; his feet tripping up over the door mat, rippling the fabric. His spine looks twisted as he tries to stand up straight. Dad stumbles through the hardwood hallway, stopping at the closet door. He takes the last swig of the Jack Daniels bottle– all of its contents sloshing out of the glass, and down his throat. Daddy opens the closet door, and stuffs the bottle out of sight behind folded fairy-pink blankets.

And also; i think it would be cool if i added an "unusual" synonym that you don’t hear often to the piece; just to have one interesting aspect of the piece that sticks out, instead of just this whole chunk of text about a drunk guy:P so if you have an idea for that, that would be great:)

thanks in advance.

some question

–does the first sentence situate you enough?

–get any good imagery?

–is the diction too plain?

–what about the syntax (does it flow well)?

***oh, also– i HATE the sentence "His spine looks twisted as he tries to stand up straight" it sounds so awkward and out of place… any idea on how to reword it???
sorry if i posted this in the wrong category…

there’s not really a category for "short stories"…

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Alright my hubby does work in bars, he travels around to different bars and collects the money and fixes the equipment. Theres this one route he runs once or twice a month, and 99% of the time that he runs this route, hes late and has been drinking. This has been going on for 5 years now. I have two small step sons and two sons of my own and also 25 weeks with his son. Im getting so tired of being a door mat. I dont get the option to just stop and have a beer whenever i feel like it. What do i do. Ive expressed this so many times to him but its like he doesnt care how it makes me feel. I stay at home and raise kids, thats my life. Im here all day everyday and every single night. Unless of course him and i go out together, which NEVER happens. How would you handle this situation? Like today hes had "a few beers" he usually calls everymorning, but today he didnt call at all. When i finally got ahold of him, he simply said he was out of town. That was all he said until i asked. Help me
oh yea and to this day, he still brings up the fact that i didnt come home until 4am on my 21st birthday, i was out with two of my sisters and did nothing wrong, but he doesnt get it. Thats the only time ive ever been out by myself. guess i blew that one myself.
best friend? LOL uhh i dont have time to make one of them. Heck i dont even have a friend to call and talk with just family, im at home all day everyday and i moved here not knowing anyone so thats how its always been for 5 years now

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I wrote it myself. Here goes. It’s called:

"Cheese"

I love cheese,
although it makes me sneeze.

I will steal all the cheese from the rats,
and will smash them on my door mat.

If it makes me fat,
I will hit myself with a bat.

Cheese is so good,
when you’re posted up in the hood.

If you don’t like cheese,
you bes believe!

Hope you liked it

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Because I am a woman, I must make unusual efforts to succeed. If I fail, no one will say, "She doesn’t have what it takes." They will say, "Women don’t have what it takes." ~Clare Boothe Luce

I myself have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is: I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a door mat or a prostitute. ~Rebecca West, "Mr Chesterton in Hysterics: A Study in Prejudice," The Clarion, 14 Nov 1913, reprinted in The Young Rebecca, 1982

Never let the hand you hold, hold you down. ~Author Unknown

I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman. ~Anaïs Nin

I was told that whistling wasn’t ladylike, but I knew even then that women were simply not supposed to be that happy. ~Anonymous
You don’t have to be anti-man to be pro-woman. ~Jane Galvin Lewis

Men are taught to apologize for their weaknesses, women for their strengths. ~Lois Wyse

It was we, the people; not we, the white male citizens; nor yet we, the male citizens; but we, the whole people, who formed the Union…. Men, their rights and nothing more; women, their rights and nothing less. ~Susan B. Anthony

My husband and I are either going to buy a dog or have a child. We can’t decide to ruin our carpet or ruin our lives. — Rita Rudner

I think — therefore I’m single. — Lizz Winstead

"I have yet to hear a man ask for advice on how to combine marriage and a career." — Gloria Steinem

Sometimes I wonder if men and women really suit each other. Perhaps they should live next door and just visit now and then." — Katharine Hepburn

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these chicks kill me asking for advice when they know the answers to their own questions your a convenient door mat for a guy that cant get to the chick he really wants if you know anyone like this pleassssse comment

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my partner of 5 years and i are at relationship breakdown,he feels that we have reached the end of the road…we always fight and argue he said i will never change he treats me like a door mat and i let him,commuincation is a big issue..he asked me to move out i have not but he has not mentioned it for a week..even though he told me its over im still living with him we still share a bed i still do everything 4him..he does not touch me but sleeps with me in same bed he hardly looks at me im deseprate to save this relationship any ideas????thanks….
i dont understand him to be honest like he comes home tonight totaly normal said if i take him to play pool he will put 10 quid in my car (petrol) i live in his parents house…look guys i really dont wanna lose him ive dropped abit of weight look and feel worn down..

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Ok, so i havent seen my girlfriend in two months and on Monday we plan on visiting each other on spring break. What were planning on doing is in the morning when her mom leaves to go to work at 8 the night before my gf will put her house key under her door mat and i will open it while shes alseep and come wake her up.

Now what are some nice cute/romantic ways to wake her up?

Were both stil in our young teens btw

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i have an 18teen year old and he just treats me like i’m a door mat,i have done everything i can,and he knows everything,there is no way of telling right from wrong,he can be a good kid,but he is just headed in the wrong direction,i also have a 10year old daughter who is just always shouting about everything,last week she was complaining about stomach pains,well come to find out ,she will be starting hers very soon,but does that give her a reason to talk to me like that??

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