A MONSTER UNDER MY BED

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A Monster Under My Bed

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I tell her I’m getting better…well I was getting better.

Is it a lie when you want it to be true, but some how you fail, is it?

I tell her it will be okay, as I lay in my bed, late at night, gently rubbing my finger tips over the scars.

She asks me why I do it…I told her emotional pain is heavier on the soul than physical.

She just looked at me with a blank stare.

I knew she didn’t understand.

That’s okay…I understand.

Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Photograph By: Ask Ms Mandi
Copyright October 5, 2016

PITBULL AWARENESS MONTH

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PITBULL AWARENESS MONTH

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Bowzar is my third Staffordshire Bull Terrier (Pitbull). He, has been and is one of the kindest soul.

Pitbulls are very loyal, smart, loving, and tolerant creatures, and with this in mind, their owners too, must be responsible, loving and kind-hearted people. Cruel and mean dog owners must not match up with this breed or any breed or animal, for that matter. After all, any dog that let’s you dress him up in human clothes is gentle and good.

Bowzar will be ten years old tomorrow, October 2nd. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOWZ!

Let’s stop animal cruelty and the banning of pitbulls in Montreal!

Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Photograph By: Ask Ms Mandi
Copyright October 1, 2016

Excerpt from Manuscript – Snow

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Excerpt from Manuscript – SNOW

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She lay there, in her expensive Donna Karen suit, carefully watching him, as his chest slowly went up and down with each reserved breath.

January knew she should change her clothes and grab a bite to eat, but she was afraid. She was afraid to leave his side.

In the past, she had taken life as it came. In other words, she hadn’t taken it seriously. Not until today.

Jack stirred, moving only slightly in his bed. Startled, January hastily pushed the lock of hair away from her eyes…digging in her purse for a bobby pin, quickly shoving it in her mouth, and nervously pushing her hair behind her ear.

Starring intently, only inches from his face, she waited, waited for him to wake.

“Jack Honey…can you hear me? Jack?”

The room fell silent once again…nothing could be heard, except for the breathing machine, as it went beep, beep, beep…driving January mad.

She wasn’t a religious person, although she had been around plenty of people claiming they were, but she needed to get her voice out…she needed God to listen to her prayer.

“Dear God, please bring Jack back to me…I promise to love him more and help him to get clean and stay clean.”

Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Photograph By: Ask Ms Mandi
Copyright September 28, 2016

SERENITY

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SERENITY

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It is better to have loved than not to have loved at all.

It is better to take risks than to stay in your same box.

Life is about change.

Written By: Unknown Author
Photography By: Ask Ms Mandi
Copyright September 2016

Excerpt from Manuscript – SNOW

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EXCERPT FROM MANUSCRIPT – SNOW

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They both lay in bed, exhausted, but satisfied by their late night excursion.
January cuddled up closer into Jack’s arms, nestling her head in between the nape of his neck, just under his ear, as her slender fingers gently glided over the dark hair that now appeared on his chest.

At first, she had thought she would hate the thought of her man having a hairy chest, Jack had always been a clean-shaving guy, but over the past few years, he had let it go. January loved it.

“I love you, Jack…you know that, right?”

“Of course, Sweetheart. And I love you too, with all my heart.” He said, bringing her lips up towards his, kissing them tenderly this time. “Why do you ask?”

“I just get worried sometimes…that’s all.”

“Worried about if I love you?”

“No, worried that it won’t last. It’s all too perfect and when everything is perfect there is always something that comes along and ruins it. It seems like I am never completely happy and when I am, it is taken away from me.” January sadly said, stretching out her long legs from under the sheets.

“Baby, I love you now and forever. That’s all that really matters for right now. We have the present…that’s all we can be certain, we can’t foresee the future, Sweetheart.”

“I know that Jack…I just hope you’re right.”

“Trust me.”

Sadly enough, that was what worried her.

Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Photography By: Ask Ms Mandi
Copyright September 21, 2016

Mt. Whitney – Eastern Sierra

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MT. WHITNEY – EASTERN SIERRA

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There are days when I just want to hop into my car, roll down all the windows, crank up the stereo, and just drive.

Destination…The Eastern Sierra Mountains in California.

Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Photograph By: Ask Ms Mandi
Copyright September 2015

THE MONSTER UNDER MY BED

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THE MONSTER UNDER MY BED

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No one will believe me…I tell myself, as I try to drift off to sleep.

But sleep doesn’t come easy to me these days. I lay here in the dark, wondering if I would be happier, if I wasn’t me.

This is silly, I tell myself. I have people who love me. My mom loves me, but sometimes it feels as if she doesn’t understand me. But then again…what adult does truly understand a teenage mind.

One or two? I take that back. Zero.

Depression surrounds me, but I must not let it draw me in. I’m really trying, but there are days when I wonder if it is enough.

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Photograph By: Ask Ms Mandi
Copyright September 14, 2016

Always Remembering 911

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Always Remembering 911…

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September 11, 2001.  I remember the day as if it were yesterday.  I remember walking into my house around 8:30 am, turning on the television, and watching in horror as the second airplane crashed into the Twin Towers.

The thing that struck me most odd that morning was watching the individual white sheets of paper flutter around the streets of New York, thousands and thousands of paper.  I remembered thinking who had touched them, who had just recently stored them into the filing system, who was missing them?  It was an eerie thought to wonder about these thousands of sheets of papers coming from the Twin Towers.  I do not know why this particular image has stayed in my mind for all these years, but it has.  Perhaps my mind needed to fixate onto something less horrific than watching a city fall apart to an awful bout of terrorism. …

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Excerpt from Manuscript – SNOW

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His sacred words echoed through her ears, reaching all the way up to the highest rafters in the blessed church. Rows of fragrant Calla Lilies lined the pews, sweet, succulent pink roses filled the air with just a hint of Baby’s Breath to add color to the arrangement; January was filled with peace.

“You may kiss the bride.”

Jack had a look of endearment upon his face, as he looked down and into his wife’s sparkling blue eyes.

He couldn’t believe that she was actually his. He loved this woman with all his heart. He had almost lost her once, but now redemption was on his side.

January batted her long, black lashes for less than a second, before closing them, as the anticipation grew, waiting for his kiss.

Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Photograph By: PMW
Copyright September 10, 2016

TO LIVE

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To Live…

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There are some days meant to stay in bed and hide under your covers,
then you see something like this and it all makes sense.

We are small compared to the grander things in life.

Life isn’t meant to stay in one place, it’s about exploring all that life has to offer us.

Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Photograph By: Ask Ms Mandi
Strawberry Rock – Humboldt County, CA
Copyright September 2016