GracieRuth
Permanent Fixture
- MBTI
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Keeeeeeep 'em comin', folks. Great thread submissions. Time for my next story, real, as always.
I went to Westmont Collage my first year after highschool. It's basically an old, old estate in the back hills of Montecito (think Santa Barbara, but up the mountains). It's very green and foresty and has tons of stone walkways and bridges. There is one path, stretching from the Cafeteria down to my dormroom in Armington Hall, that is very steeply stepped in stone, just before it crosses the creek. One day I was in my "I'm already late, so run!" moods. Near the bottom of the stairs, I lost my footing, and I kind of saw that I was like gonna break every bone in my body. Thankfully, someone behind me grabbed my shoulder just enough that I got my balance again. I turned around to thank them, but there was no one there...
I went to Westmont Collage my first year after highschool. It's basically an old, old estate in the back hills of Montecito (think Santa Barbara, but up the mountains). It's very green and foresty and has tons of stone walkways and bridges. There is one path, stretching from the Cafeteria down to my dormroom in Armington Hall, that is very steeply stepped in stone, just before it crosses the creek. One day I was in my "I'm already late, so run!" moods. Near the bottom of the stairs, I lost my footing, and I kind of saw that I was like gonna break every bone in my body. Thankfully, someone behind me grabbed my shoulder just enough that I got my balance again. I turned around to thank them, but there was no one there...