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A Personal Plea: Help Me Keep My Home
Hi friends, This isn’t the type of post I ever imagined writing. I’ve always tried to keep this space uplifting—a place to share stories, ideas, and little pieces of my world. But life has a way of humbling us, and right now, I need to be honest and vulnerable with you. I’m facing eviction. The…
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Shadows in The Door
Junie|Thoughts of Junie – The House at The End Of The Street; Chapter 8 The night had settled into a deceptive calm. Harper lay curled on her side, the soft rhythm of Phoenix’s breathing steady behind her. The room, bathed in pale moonlight, felt quieter than it had in days—maybe even years. For a fleeting…
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Something in The Dark
Junie| Thoughts of Junie -The House at The End of The Street – Chapter 6 The orchard’s scent still clung to her coat—apples, cinnamon, and sun-warmed earth—but the feeling it had brought, that fleeting sense of peace, vanished the moment Harper pulled into her driveway. The sky had gone dark. Salem Oaks was quiet the…
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The Things We Carry
Junie|Thoughts of Junie – The House at The End of The Street – Chapter 5 The clinking of mugs and the scent of cinnamon hung heavy in the air of the bakery that morning. Outside, the autumn leaves scattered across the cobblestone sidewalk like confetti, swept up in bursts of wind that signaled the season’s…
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The Way We Were
Junie|Thoughts of Junie The House at The End Of The Street; Chapter 4 The cemetery was quiet in the early light. No birdsong, no traffic—just wind threading through bare branches and the crunch of gravel beneath Phoenix’s boots. He hated this place. Not because of the dead. But because this death—Jason’s death—was the one he…
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Ghost Don’t Sleep
Junie|Thoughts of June – The House at the End of The Street; Chapter 2 The sirens were the first thing she heard—loud, wailing, urgent. Then came the voices, muffled at first, like someone speaking underwater. They grew louder, clearer, until they echoed all around her. She was standing at the base of a staircase. Old…
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🌳 The Book That Taught Me How to Love
By Junie | Thoughts of Junie Do you remember your favorite childhood book? The one that made you feel something deep in your little heart, even if you didn’t quite understand it yet? The one you carried with you—physically or emotionally—into adulthood? For me, that book was The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein. A simple…
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The House That Watched Me Fall
After a bitter divorce and a string of bad luck, Harper Grace returns to the sleepy hometown she once fled, dragging her young daughter and a mountain of regrets behind her. She takes up residence in her late grandmother’s old house at the end of the street-a place full of childhood memories and whispers of…
