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Yes | 2024-05-14 19:21 | active | 786 | 0 | 352676187822174 | Third Anniversary Event | PLEASE WELCOME THE Blitz K9 Club TO THE TEAM!<br /> <br /> They will be on hand, providing information on their great service!<br /> <br /> If you want the best, go with Blitz K9 Club!!!<br /> <br /> About Blitz K9 Club:<br /> Blitz K9 Club helps create positive relationships between families and their Canine companions. We offer many types of positive reinforcement dog training in Greater Waterford, MI, to help teach your dog basic commands, assist with socialization, curb undesirable behavior, and develop specialized skills. The result is that your dog becomes a wonderful companion to your family. <br /> <br /> Contact Blitz K-9 Club:<br /> Website: <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.blitzk9club.com%2F&h=AT178LNqvq1m3fretlp5_FqgcFJAXxrU6ePr8Q4FZsxdhVQtBdM3PwY3A3FTes6fytJdJd9oxc-1fdN3D7vZeOTTflWWYtRzGumPyizuKsCdvBSNk-0K2XTy1UMdM4OZ_uaZ9AhjNS4ihA" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.blitzk9club.com/</a><br /> Email: ben@blitzk9club.com<br /> Facebook: <a href="https://facebook.com/blitzk9club" rel="nofollow">https://facebook.com/blitzk9club</a><br /> Twitter: <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Ftwitter.com%2Fblitzk9club&h=AT0WsJKnFQ8nN0saNzsnK8y65LUjlavLb-uOcoJvz441jh76gE5BEcZWe2dKh-OZx6kWPgjJmv4KTR8AZh6y3wtoGwpjEeJI2-FpiPa1DlEwHYyLXRfzN5coBZ3gDXSBBWw3Q2AzJCAo0g" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://twitter.com/blitzk9club</a><br /> Instagram: <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Finstagram.com%2Fblitzk9club&h=AT3flXFWza7hglEgC3_mpkw6smEtByelxJ_IAoXKFSR9CEr7pmtGRSDBw7lDFmQFb4t3fWMH9EBiVAQC-yGUFXi3jhSJk7x6tszr31_XrezB90-PDeZHrpUpYSE1URUgvF-67y7xoxfOHg" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://instagram.com/blitzk9club</a><br /> <br /> If you are interested in sponsoring an upcoming City Championship Wrestling and want to get your brand out in front of a new audience. Send us an e-mail or direct message on our official Facebook, twitter, or Instagram.<br /> <br /> City Championship Wrestling presents Third Anniversary Event LIVE! at L'Anse Creuse High School in Harrison Township, MI (Metro Parkway and Crocker Blvd.)!<br /> <br /> Address: 38495 Lanse Creuse St, Harrison Twp, MI 48045<br /> <br /> Saturday, June 1, 2024<br /> Doors open at 7:30 PM<br /> Event begins at 8:00 PM<br /> <br /> 1st Row: $25, 2nd Row: $20, 3rd Row: $15, Bleachers: $10<br /> <br /> Just like last time, THIS event will NOT be on YouTube!<br /> <br /> Tickets are on sale now for our HUGE Third Year Anniversary Event.<br /> <br /> ORDER ONLINE NOW!:<br /> <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.tickettailor.com%2Fevents%2Fcitychampionshipwrestling1%2F1255416&h=AT39FDejgGRkh0vzsMmxkHMAFcgsQvJtpPL8xAa4dQp2gptfb6A0l6qZQ5LJm10QEnLMfvs78Cz2bz1T3YEhNidljm7-IiVJhjPhp-8VYEUueqWPYcS31P7IxKoRHjNLBClCV5P0otLYTw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.tickettailor.com/events/citychampionshipwrestling1/1255416</a><br /> <br /> Remaining Tickets will be sold at the door. Cash, Major Credit Cards, CashApp, Venmo accepted at the door.<br /> <br /> Last time, The Reserved seats sold out in under 10 minutes. So, get your tickets right away!<br /> <br /> June 1st's EPIC EVENT!<br /> <br /> MAIN EVENTS:<br /> Three Years in the Making:<br /> Heavyweight Championship:<br /> Andre Kabashi (c) vs. Freedom Ramsey<br /> <br /> Vacant Tag Team Championship:<br /> Motor City Machine Guns (Alex Shelley and Chris Sabin) vs. ???<br /> <br /> 50-Man Two Ring Battle Royale to become number one contender for the Heavyweight Championship belt!<br /> <br /> In a City Championship Wrestling Battle Royale, elimination occurs via pinfall, submission, K.O. and Over the top Rope (and touching the floor).<br /> <br /> UNDERCARD:<br /> <br /> Six-Person Mixed Tag Team Match:<br /> Killer Instinct (Gunner Wixx and Chucky Bates) and Rory Sheild (Sub. for Max Reign) vs. Grim Reality (Angel of Death and Devon Ryker) and Leela Hall<br /> <br /> Those F'N Guys (Don Tone and Jay Leo) vs. The Golden Bros. ("Star Man" Harley Rock and "Face" Nev Ryder)<br /> <br /> "The Natural" Lance Starr vs. "Too Smooth" Jon'Tae Keith<br /> <br /> New Albania (Jay Abrams and Ike Watts) vs. Dub Club to face the Machine Guns LATER ON THAT NIGHT!<br /> <br /> The debuting, Mr. Killmore vs. The returning, Jason De Milo<br /> <br /> PLUS 7 MORE MATCHES!<br /> <br /> ALL HOSTED BY THE CAT DADDY!!<br /> <br /> PLUS SO MUCH MORE including...<br /> “The Alpha” Chris Moore (Speaking only)<br /> AJhuan Gains<br /> Abdul Hakeem<br /> Anthony “King Kong” Coleman Jr.<br /> Roddy Suavino<br /> Jack Delaney<br /> Gran Trueno<br /> “The Demon” Mollock<br /> Felix<br /> Nick Maus<br /> Gutter<br /> Paragon<br /> Jumal Kyng<br /> “The Solution” Brandon Chappell<br /> "Thee Spyder" J.R. Blanton<br /> Mike Marvel<br /> Georg Mack<br /> Eddie Dylan<br /> Morgan Taylor<br /> The Bruiser<br /> Crosshairs Kelly<br /> Kano Josh Emmanuel<br /> Thomas Rinks<br /> 24k<br /> Chad Alpha<br /> Armando Alvarez<br /> Yeti Henderson<br /> Joseph Guerrero<br /> Tylor Sullivan<br /> Bendrick Bison<br /> Jonathan Presley<br /> Midas<br /> Paul Jones<br /> Bubba Mackenzie<br /> And SO MANY MORE!!!!<br /> <br /> Get ready for an unforgettable experience!<br /> <br /> Four Ticket Prices. Three Huge Main Events. 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The 23 Chevy Silverado LTZ is the ultimate combination of power, style, and versatility. With its rugged design and advanced technology, this truck is perfect for tackling any job or adventure with ease. The spacious interior and comfortable seating make every drive a pleasure, while the powerful engine ensures top-notch performance. Whether you're hauling heavy loads or cruising down the highway, the 23 Chevy Silverado LTZ has you covered. Upgrade your ride today and experience the greatness of this exceptional truck. Click the link below for more info! <br /> <br /> <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.kellygrimsleykia.com%2Fused-Odessa-2023-Chevrolet-Silverado-LTZ-1GCUDGE81PZ274942&h=AT1qF9xNLY-GXp0GjfzAcIlXEuIdJCvvXoAvyFYt97t8B8P377nM861uSCVEdNCcSMnqDPJAMZCb18-k20dOGGTCFHynYVZZbi6mefOVizqi8_s3-iHBK6z5VWdl8WfINg82-QXkrTdDyA" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.kellygrimsleykia.com/used-Odessa-2023-Chevrolet-Silverado-LTZ-1GCUDGE81PZ274942</a> | MESSAGE_PAGE | 137096839716318 | Kelly Grimsley KIA - Odessa, TX | https://facebook.com/KellyGrimsleyKiaOdessaTX | 3,964 | 1 | 1,873,551,933,069,747 | 2024-05-14 02:00 | regular_page | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 1 | Send message | 0 | Kelly Grimsley KIA - Odessa, TX | 120212304685700260 | NONE | multi_images | 2024-05-14 12:07 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/440936126_944707427138242_7152524232551118369_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=d6AW5XDCLYEQ7kNvgFugcuk&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYDKHQCGcSKbF4zgmyvOsQor0aoqlMtGHAY6o34yg-DSow&oe=6649B668 | person_profile | 0 | 0 | 3 | Kelly Grimsley KIA - Odessa, TX | 0 | 0 | 2024-05-14 02:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Primary Prevention Center | 🌟 Meet Cindy! 🌟<br /> <br /> Cindy has been on an amazing health journey with us at the Primary Prevention Center for the past month. Concerned about her elevated cholesterol levels, Cindy decided to take charge of her health beyond just medication. With the help of our Dietitian Natalie, she customized a diet plan to suit her needs and started working with Kelly, our exercise physiologist, in our exercise classes.<br /> <br /> Already down 7lbs, Cindy is determined to stay strong and healthy for her wonderful grandchildren. We can't wait to see the progress she makes in her next lab work! 🌿💪<br /> <br /> If you're facing similar struggles and need support, don't hesitate to reach out to us at the Primary Prevention Center. Call 267-443-7770 to schedule your appointment today. Insurance accepted. #newtownpa #buckscountypa #richboropa #yardleypa<br /> <br /> Let's all cheer Cindy on in her health journey! 🎉👏 | CALL_NOW | 113291011704368 | Primary Prevention Center | https://facebook.com/primary.prevention.center | 110 | 1 | 1,452,746,118,669,159 | 2024-05-14 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | Call now | 0 | Primary Prevention Center | 120208319039580232 | NONE | image | At Primary Prevention Center we focus on lifestyle modification. | 2024-05-14 12:09 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/436227903_1199624104748451_8251183827185585873_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=LUkP_w7SQTkQ7kNvgGPa60L&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYB_klq32CrGBz50cqbhtxfHzJWg9D5QkDF34ipIVFbEGQ&oe=6649C6F8 | person_profile | 0 | 0 | 3 | Primary Prevention Center | 0 | 0 | 2024-05-14 02:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-05-14 19:21 | active | 786 | 0 | 923406646199841 | 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 | "Make that one more for the lady" an attractive voice speaks sitting on the empty stool beside me.<br /> "Oh no sir I couldn't possibly ask you to do that for me, I have money" I blurt letting an unsettling awkward laugh escape my lips.<br /> "ask? No miss I insist."<br /> "Besides I don't mind paying for a pretty lady like yourself." <br /> <br /> "I know it's a bit sudden, but I was hoping you'd be able to come in for the interview with Mr. West at twelve?"<br /> "Of course I can."<br /> "Wonderful to hear. We'll be seeing you soon, Miss Evans." <br /> <br /> "Miss Evans?" <br /> No wonder the women were so eager to be around this man. Without even seeing his face, I can see he is attractive.<br /> "Yes." <br /> He steadily scanned my form before finally resting his gaze on my face. The sight of his face caused my heart to practically sink to the bottom of my stomach. I could feel my cheeks heat up as my body hardens from the sudden reunion we were having.<br /> “It’s you?! You are my boss?!”<br /> <br /> ————————<br /> After entering the depressing building I observe my surroundings as a couple pushes past me to make their way to the dance floor without hesitating to even think the words excuse me.<br /> I've been in here no longer than 2 seconds and there is already something changing my mind.<br /> The guy outside didn't even check my ID, for all he knows this place could be filled with minors. Well, I'm not complaining, I'm one of the underage individuals exploring this crowded place.<br /> Witnessing the troubles that linger, How could anyone utter this place to be "Amazing" nothing here amazes me the slightest bit, besides the group of seemingly attractive men hovering in the corner of the building.<br /> Everything else seems to be falling off the rails. I can tell the DJ won't be up any longer, he looks as if he's about to give in any second and fall out. The place hasn't even been open for as long as 3 hours.<br /> These animals are lusting over each other and I could've sworn I saw a pair of panties being tossed into the thick atmosphere and immediately landing on some guy's top hat who didn't seem to notice.<br /> I could've exposed my pleased laughter from the sight of it, what kind of human doesn't feel a pair of underwear fall forcibly onto their head?<br /> No. Stop. My focus isn't meant to be on some helpless scrawny man. Instead, I should be searching for a masculine devil to take my newly built-in treasure.<br /> I'd try for one of the corner hotties if every single one didn't seem a little on the feminine side, mostly because two were wearing cropped tops and they had their hands in each other's pockets which seemed to be slightly gripping their tush.<br /> As if it wasn't obvious.<br /> Knocking me from my thoughts I feel two large muscular hands grip each side of my waist aggressively pulling my figure to theirs. He grinds his manhood against my hip whispering in my ear to just, "go with it."<br /> Before I could make my decision to fall into place here and go along with his slow close contact I catch sight of two beaming green eyes approaching us rapidly. The eyes belonging to a blonde who seemed to be the guy's girlfriend, she slaps him off of me with so much hatred he follows her out the door like a lost puppy willingly.<br /> And just when I thought I was about to fit in and lose my first time. I abruptly regret allowing myself to come here.<br /> Feeling embarrassed for that awkward situation I hasten out of the crowded spot and over to the bar through the crowd of hot sweaty people dancing sexually over each other.<br /> "Excuse me, sir?" I call out questionably to the surprisingly large man supposedly making drinks. He turns his focus to the cloth on the counter and gives it a sudden wipe before he acknowledges my presence.<br /> His face jerks up towards me and he smiles cutting his devilish dry expression into two. I sigh in relief as my worries disappear and I become more comfortable.<br /> "What can I get for you beautiful?" a smile creeps upon my round red lips and a laughing sound slips between them. I smack my lips and look down at his arm.<br /> "what would you recommend?" I ask using my flirtatious voice rubbing my fingers across his dark faded cliche tattoo.<br /> I am so ready to do this that if the guy would be a bartender, I wouldn't complain. He's handsome anyways.<br /> "The usual Steve"<br /> "Make that one more for the lady" an attractive voice speaks sitting on the empty stool beside me and the man behind the counter nods before walking over to get the drink the guy requested.<br /> I shift my desperate gaze towards the man with the admirable low rumble.<br /> The guy smiles before me as he hands that bartender-the cash. He puts a rolled-up stack into the bartender's hand and the bartender doesn't seem shocked by it like he was used to this kind of pay.<br /> "Oh no sir I couldn't possibly ask you to do that for me, I have money" I blurt letting an unsettling awkward laugh escape my lips.<br /> "ask? No miss I insist" he nods.<br /> "Besides I don't mind paying for a pretty lady like yourself" he smirks mid-sentence giving me a slow powering wink.<br /> I turn my head as I feel the heat rise to my cheekbones by an uttering compliment from a ravishing man.<br /> He stands; towering over me, reaching his large, bruised but pretty hand out just inches away asking for mine as his natural setting aroma runs through my nose. His natural manly scent contained the perfect smell for any average guy.<br /> Just by looking at him, this man was definitely over 6 foot and I couldn't be more stunned. He looked even more ravishing before just standing over me. His persistent glare lead to my sore aching blushed cheeks.<br /> He seemed too good to be true, he had the patience as a nice and caring man you could easily fall for. Then on the other hand he had the looks and styles as a bad guy who would wreck you.<br /> I can say I've noticed more than five tattoos on him so far and only one appeared faded. His attire was bad boy material. He has black slightly ripped jeans that are folded just above his ankles, His natural brown hair darker on the dimmed dance floor with little strands falling onto his face.<br /> His shirt pure white beneath his all-black leather jacket with his tinted shades handing out of his back pocket. He seemed more put together than I had noticed but this was the exact style of a bad boy when I was just becoming a teen.<br /> Awaiting my response he stares at me using his glowing green eyes filled with life to bring jealousy and almost a boring look to my hazel ones forcing me to roll them while he isn't looking.<br /> Feeling the foolish rejection from the awkward silence due to my constant inner thoughts that lasted nearly a minute, he lets out a small laugh while looking to the floor clenching his contagious grin as it exposes his dimples.<br /> He seemed dangerous, liked he'd steal my heart and toss it when he's tired but then again he seems passionately aggressive like he'd come in the best possible way.<br /> No, Mia, you're not here to find love! You're here to dip! Don't you forget.<br /> I can feel his passion-filled eyes lurking my appearance. I pick up the shot that was sat in front of me and down it while still staring at this man's endangering grin.<br /> I smirk nodding my head as he grabs ahold of my hand pulling me to the dance floor and we dance all night occasionally ordering more to drink and before I knew it, my vision was beginning to blur and I was walking beside the drunk man out of the club and into the blooming night.<br /> I feel my sleep being interrupted and my eyelids flutter open from the knocking against the thick wooden door. My first sight is the massive reflecting glass glued above me as I stare back at myself.<br /> I move my gaze to my surroundings. I was in an unfamiliar area which seems to be a room paid high price for. The admirable king size bed sat centered in the room with my small form resting beneath the silk sheets.<br /> The Sunlight beams through the over sized window that exposed thecity inviting an empowering view of the 50 or less pedestrians strolling the freshly hardened concrete before the sky-scraping buildings.<br /> From this point of view I can hardly recognize the city that caught my interest. This had to be a part of the city I had never visited due to my non-existent transportation. It was intriguing, Outstandingly beautiful. From this very room the world seemed somewhat normal and everyone was abnormally happy. Children were laughing, parents were smiling and I was suddenly feeling at ease with creation.<br /> The light suddenly grabbing ahold of the glistening floor, I just barely caught sight of the walls. The timber wall stuck out in a variation of patterns, coated with a pure heavenly white paint which heightened the innocent smell of lit candle just inches away from me resting on the bed side table.<br /> I couldn't make out the actual scent of the candle but it smelt ravishing. The elegance of this space was far too classy for me.<br /> So why was I here to begin with?<br /> My wondering thoughts is blocked by a repeated knock at the door using the same force as before snatching me from my thought the minute I opened my eyes.<br /> My vision steadily gave a light blur as I felt the after affect of my heedless drinking last night. I pull my slender forearm up to my face placing my baby palm against my disturbed head creating a back and forth rubbing motion like I always do, believing it will godly heal my aching head once more.<br /> I sigh as I struggled to remember my reasons of so heavily drinking which was oddly scary since I haven't drank a day in my life. Except the time I sipped my grandfathers drink when I was seven and acted stupidly drunk following my older cousin, Ryan.<br /> I was always following her like I was willingly her puppet and thats exactly how she treated me. I only moved on her command and I hate recollecting the memories of her domineering hold on defenseless children.<br /> Still wincing from the throbbing heartbeat in the center of my forehead, the memories come flooding back and my eyes suddenly began to grow in disbelief.<br /> I left a club with a guy last night but why was I brought here? I can barely contemplate what went on last night. It's like the rest of the time being is a blur.<br /> Still confused on the purpose of my whereabouts I notice my pink tank top laying on a palish gray ottoman that is positioned near what seemed to be a living room.<br /> I only imagined a famous person to be paying for a room like this. This had to cost what 600$ a night?<br /> I definitely didn't have that kind of cash to step in front of the building, let alone be inside half undressed.<br /> Half undressed.<br /> I rarely ever sleep without being fully clothed so why was my shirt across the room and my pants non existent? So many thoughts were running through my head but only one stayed long enough for me to fully process it.<br /> Had I lost my first time?<br /> It only makes sense. Who would take me here after midnight and allow me to remove my clothes if we weren't getting intimate? Something had to have went down, but why can't I remember a thing past leaving the club.<br /> I've wanted nothing more than to lose my first time for the past year so why am I hoping nothing happened at all?<br /> I repeated that questions in my head for what seemed to be forever before another knock appeared at the door and a honeyed voice spoke low behind it,<br /> "Hello it's the cleaning service, is anyone there?"<br /> By the looks of it there had to be no lock to keep the door from being swung up and I was not up for some random women seeing me half dressed.<br /> Within 2 seconds I was pulling my shirt back over my head and slipping on my pants that were somehow hiding underneath the soft elevated bed.<br /> Before I could fully straighten out the sheets and pick up the rest of my things a short tan women wearing a black uniform with the words 'Jademan's Luxury Room' placed just above her bust onto a silver tag slowly enters the room searching the area for any signs of someone present and quickly stops once she sees me.<br /> "Oh I'm sorry miss, I didn't realize anyone was in here" she removes her fingers from holding onto the cart filled with cleaning supplies and throws them carelessly in the air covering her roundish freckled face.<br /> I wasn't surprised that the cleaning lady would show up around this time since anyone was required to be packed and out by 11 if they weren't paying for another room and it was far past 11. Plus she'd knocked more than once trying to get my attention.<br /> "It's fine ma'am I was just leaving" I laugh giving her a reassuring smile before pulling all my things together and bolting through the door and down out the hotel without saying another word to the lady.<br /> The vibration against my stomach awakened me from my restful sleep for the 4th time this week. My hand works its way to my phone without me budging the rest of my form. I can't possibly let another helpless notification or call- pull me from a comfortable position.<br /> With ease, my phone is rescued from my embrace and is placed into my sight. I click open my phone to check the interruption, immediately allowing the brightness to detach the vision from my eyes and shoot pain into them.<br /> After lowering the brightest, my pain levels were still high; I continue to force a squint amongst my expression allowing myself to read the message Kelli had sent to me a minute ago.<br /> Kelli's had to get going message reminds me that we nearly stayed up till four just having random talks and catching up as promised. I had confessed to her about me losing my first time<br /> After sending her a quick response, I reach up and place my phone back to where it was last night, hoping I'd still get a least two more hours in of sleep before I fully wake up. I yank my comforter over my head, fearing the rising sun playing a role in my discomforting rouse.<br /> I feel my sleep coming over as light slowly begins to fade before me. My eyes were becoming heavier, and my position was loosening. I was finally able to fall back to sleep after countless morning interruptions.<br /> Before I fall completely unconscious, my phone goes off once more, and my head is thrown into the air colliding it with the shelf above, creating a thud sound. My phone falls onto the pillow next to me, and I let out a low moan, rubbing my head rapidly.<br /> "Oh," I growl to myself as I pull the phone to my view and click on my lamp beside me.<br /> A number I didn't recognize popped up on my screen, earning a massive sigh from me. I'd usually ignore the call and go about my day, but something within-stood up begging me to answer and give the person for bothering my sleep.<br /> I took a deep breath and answered, pulling the phone to my ear.<br /> "Hello, who is this?" The words come out drowsier than I intended while silence lingers.<br /> The irritation arises, resulting in many harsh words fleeing my lips, "Listen, I don't know who you are or why you're calling me for the second time this morning, but I'd advise you to stop playing on my phone and get a life before I give you a reason to be silent."<br /> I hadn't even allowed the person on the other line to catch their breath, but I was willing to say everything I had to say before they could explain themselves.<br /> I can hear the other person clear their throat and I open my mouth to start again, but a man's voice speaks up before I get the risk, "Hi, this is Andrew Smith, and I am calling about your position interest here at West Corp. Agency. Sorry, Miss Evans, if now isn't a pleasant time."<br /> I feel the heat against my cheeks as the embarrassment fills my insides, provoking me to expand my mouth and let out a voiceless scream.<br /> I just ruined a rare opportunity at an award-winning job that I was trying to get into for weeks. My mom had suggested this job to me immediately once she saw the ad for it and hoped I'd try to get in.<br /> I didn't take in my mother's information until a couple of months after she died. I'd prepared myself to the fullest before I went for it. To think I wouldn't be accepted was agonizing. I've nearly worked my hip off to be the best fit for this position, and it would be wrecked all because I was yearning for sleep.<br /> I lift my body back up and pull the phone back to my ear, "I'm sorry for my rudeness sir, I'd mistaken you for someone else. Now is a great time" I found myself imposing my professional voice, hoping it'll rebuild my chances.<br /> I can almost hear the smile on his face, and it brought comfort to me, "It's entirely okay I've been through this same situation plenty of times. I know it's a bit sudden, but I was hoping you'd be able to come in for the interview with Mr. West at twelve?"<br /> "Of course I can," I blurt without thought, mentally, face-palming directly after.<br /> "Wonderful to hear. We'll be seeing you soon, Miss Evans," he conveys his final words before ending the call.<br /> I bite my lip anxiously, knowing I've been preparing myself for this specific exchange; I just can't help but feel bewildered by the abrupt schedule. Mr. West will be waiting for me in less than 2 hours, and mentally, this was more than I could handle. I have little to no chances left; what if I lose this?<br /> My mind was spinning with questions on how I'd cultivate this interview. Without further thought, I hurried to my bathroom to freshen up.<br /> I was nearly dressed when I caught sight of my reflection. I'd completely turned over; in the last months, this was the best I'd ever looked. The most professional I could get. I had finally styled my thick hair that shifted between a dark and light brown at different times. It always sat boringly brushed just above my shoulders or pinned back; I never really thought to style it since it's been at an awkward length until now; over a few months, it's grown tremendously.<br /> A gloss set against my lips as the black dress lengthened to the top of my knees-hugging my body; showing my proper feminine form. I topped it with a black button-up blazer and a simple pair of black heels reflecting once connected with light.<br /> If I'd ever thought to be formal, the last thing on my list would be a dress. I'd instead prefer a suit, but I settled with this since Kelly has been to multiple successful interviews and this is her typical go-to style.<br /> I did one last touching up to myself by adding some diamond earrings given to me as a parting gift from my grandmother. I grabbed ahold of my purse and my phone before guiding myself down the steps towards the door.<br /> "Where are you going? All dressed up. You look like a librarian" I turn my head towards the direction of the voice, and my brother stares back at me with a goofy smirk as he pops a chip into his mouth.<br /> I roll my eyes, adjusting my dress properly on my frame and checking my watch before responding to his oblivious question, "I have an interview in less than an hour, and I have to make it to the bus in time."<br /> "I already mentioned this but I guess that just shows how well you listen to me" I complain eyeballing him and he laughs shaking his head.<br /> "Actually you never said the interview was confirmed. I do listen, idiot," He mocks, rummaging through his pockets then tossing me his keys.<br /> "What's this for?" I question catching them.<br /> "I'm a proud big brother, so you can use my car, just don't crash it." he says, waving me out the door. Ethan never allowed me to use his car, even after receiving my license last year. This was huge; God is undoubtedly on my side today.<br /> I hopped into his car and drove towards the company, hoping there were places on the way and I'd be able to grab something to eat and make it there with time to spare. I can't afford to be late for my first interview with a prominent company.<br /> The short woman behind the Receptionist's desk gave me a warm, welcoming smile as she watched me approach her, "Hello, how can I help you?"<br /> "I'm here for the interview with Mr. West" I hesitantly respond flashing a smile.<br /> She nods, pulling her arms above the counter and types onto the computer while adjusting her glasses.<br /> "Ah, Miss Evans, the noon appointment, of course," she says, moving to slide her finger against the many words lying onto the white sheet of paper beside her.<br /> "I think it's great you've arrived 15 minutes early" she pauses, lowering her voice to a little above a whisper without moving her eyes from the paper as if she was pretending she was still looking for something.<br /> "There were many women today, dying for this position mainly to catch a glimpse of Mr. West's face."<br /> "When I noticed they all came out dissatisfied at different times. I realized West hadn't made it easy for them by the slight flaws they carried. Flaws as little as a smudge on their boots or coming in almost a minute late. He's insane" she was now speaking out the side of her mouth in an even lower tone sending chills through my veins.<br /> "So that's why I think it's great you came at such a time. Also, the visible nervousness will be a disadvantage to you; Mr. West strives for confidence, not fear. I wish you good luck Evans," She says, removing her finger and going back to what she was doing before I arrived.<br /> Her words were so rushed I practically found myself quieter than I'd ever been before; how hard was this West guy? Why we're all those women so excited to see his face? The last time I checked, he was a 69-year-old sweetheart who respected his employees.<br /> I suspected that was primarily why my mom suggested the position to me; easy to get through a man that had significant advantages to his job-Why would I think to pass it up?<br /> "You'll be notified when he's ready for you. You can take a seat over in the waiting area" she looks back up at me, putting back on her regular receptionist act while lifting her arm to point in the direction.<br /> I nod in return, hurrying over to the last empty seat, completely worried by her sudden change.<br /> For what felt like an hour, I sat anxiously waiting to be called and get this over with, occasionally glancing at the clock watching as the minutes slowly go by. I know the receptionist told me that fear wouldn't help me get this job, but I couldn't help but feel uneasy from her unexpected warning.<br /> If he'd decline people's request for this job so easily who knows what he'd do to me knowing I have little to no experience and I was acting like a newborn. Even though I worked hard to be exceptional for this, my mind was slowly being replaced and overcrowded by regrets and future judgemental remarks.<br /> No. I can't think like that, I haven't even seen his face to be this frightened. I shouldn't be intimidated by the thought of him just because of some lady's opinion. This was my only shot that I was not about to lose.<br /> For the remaining minutes, I let the scenery distract my mind. The place was impressive, the chairs were sorted nicely and had a pleasantly relaxing sight, and the actual leather feeling to the chair lived up to it.<br /> I glanced back over at the clock before hearing the continuous clicking of heels against the floor. The clicking disturbance grew closer and I realized she wasn't just passing through the waiting area, she was coming to get someone.<br /> My head shot her way, and her lips formed a smile while she held a clipboard in her clasp. I was one of the two people left in here but it was obvious she was coming for me since the other person was across the room. I stood up almost too fast, causing me to look even more foolish than before.<br /> She spoke, but her words were inaudible; I didn't need to hear what she was saying to know the time was coming for Mr. West to be prepared for me. My mind was clouding with millions of ways I could mess up during this talk and be humiliated like the rest of the poor women before me.<br /> Before I knew it, I approached the door that had the whole process behind it waiting to strike me. The door was slightly open with silence wavering inside, and the women still preferred to leave a soft knock.<br /> "Come in" his voice was dark and smooth, not like the many male voices that I was used to being around. This propelled my bottom lip to slide through my slightly open mouth while the women slowly pushed the door open. Before enabling the door to open, all the way, she turned on her heels and left without saying a word leaving me to face this man; everyone is so frightened with him alone.<br /> It felt like forever before the door finally opened and when it did I couldn't move my feet. I was too timid, and I didn't have stuff to say to the man sitting a few feet in front of me.<br /> "Close the door and take a seat in this chair," he takes the pen he had between his fingers and points to one of the two chairs in front of him without glancing in in my direction. He wasn't even the slightest bit interested. I can imagine him throwing me out in no time.<br /> "Miss Evans?" He speaks in a questioning tone still focusing his sight on his paper in front of him.<br /> This man was far from a 69 nine-year-old man. No wonder the women were so eager to be around this man, he had to be no older than 24 with muscles to die for, they weren't extremely big but they were visibly shown and swoonable. Charmingly dark brown hair to match his suit with a silver watch hugging his wrist. Without even seeing his face, I can see he is attractive.<br /> "Yes" the mere crack in my voice caused him to look up from what he was doing.<br /> He steadily scanned my form before finally resting his gaze on my face. The sight of his face caused my heart to practically sink to the bottom of my stomach. I could feel my cheeks heat up as my body hardens from the sudden reunion we were having.<br /> "Before we begin, I want to confirm you are at least 18 years of age" he let those few words escape his lips without hesitation if I hadn't confessed my age drunkenly on the dance floor.<br /> I know we both were undoubtedly drunk and out of it that night, but we shared a conversation and warm glances/smiles before we were even on the verge of buzzed. It looked as if I was the only one in the room to him, and now I was indeed the only one in the room, the same girl he left the bar with and the same girl he had intercourse with that night.<br /> The mere look in his eyes says it all; he remembers every ounce of me, and I would never forget the way I wanted more of him when I stared into his green eyes and back at his pink vibrant lips.<br /> "Yes I am" | LEARN_MORE | https://a.funstorys.com/ad/RnVuU3RvcnkvMTc3MTQ1LzI | 110914508634347 | Fun002 | https://facebook.com/100091317235649 | 44 | 1 | 1,239,406,247,025,308 | 2024-05-14 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | Fun002 | 120208257294190738 | a.funstorys.com | NONE | video | https://a.funstorys.com/ad/RnVuU3RvcnkvMTc3MTQ1LzIwMjQwNTEzMTUyMjMwL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 2024-05-13 02:35 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/440445190_1184458289387478_5556094855188855259_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=I0HVV4yYBjkQ7kNvgGjnfbn&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYBqLJuIXVSW2dTN6P1Dnob2Alh_k5XHTvw1xbkQN0SPSA&oe=6649BFA4 | person_profile | 0 | Fun002 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/440465988_409823178600789_2266884848605768389_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=vUq_NsJSWKwQ7kNvgFFfP_l&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYA6kwPWn11tXLH0OWvRx_gbaAtRabwXUn9z-eQELSF4uQ&oe=6649D74A | 0 | 3 | Fun002 | 0 | 0 | 2024-05-14 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-05-14 19:21 | active | 786 | 0 | 1401316477208277 | 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 | "Make that one more for the lady" an attractive voice speaks sitting on the empty stool beside me.<br /> "Oh no sir I couldn't possibly ask you to do that for me, I have money" I blurt letting an unsettling awkward laugh escape my lips.<br /> "ask? No miss I insist."<br /> "Besides I don't mind paying for a pretty lady like yourself." <br /> <br /> "I know it's a bit sudden, but I was hoping you'd be able to come in for the interview with Mr. West at twelve?"<br /> "Of course I can."<br /> "Wonderful to hear. We'll be seeing you soon, Miss Evans." <br /> <br /> "Miss Evans?" <br /> No wonder the women were so eager to be around this man. Without even seeing his face, I can see he is attractive.<br /> "Yes." <br /> He steadily scanned my form before finally resting his gaze on my face. The sight of his face caused my heart to practically sink to the bottom of my stomach. I could feel my cheeks heat up as my body hardens from the sudden reunion we were having.<br /> “It’s you?! You are my boss?!”<br /> <br /> ————————<br /> After entering the depressing building I observe my surroundings as a couple pushes past me to make their way to the dance floor without hesitating to even think the words excuse me.<br /> I've been in here no longer than 2 seconds and there is already something changing my mind.<br /> The guy outside didn't even check my ID, for all he knows this place could be filled with minors. Well, I'm not complaining, I'm one of the underage individuals exploring this crowded place.<br /> Witnessing the troubles that linger, How could anyone utter this place to be "Amazing" nothing here amazes me the slightest bit, besides the group of seemingly attractive men hovering in the corner of the building.<br /> Everything else seems to be falling off the rails. I can tell the DJ won't be up any longer, he looks as if he's about to give in any second and fall out. The place hasn't even been open for as long as 3 hours.<br /> These animals are lusting over each other and I could've sworn I saw a pair of panties being tossed into the thick atmosphere and immediately landing on some guy's top hat who didn't seem to notice.<br /> I could've exposed my pleased laughter from the sight of it, what kind of human doesn't feel a pair of underwear fall forcibly onto their head?<br /> No. Stop. My focus isn't meant to be on some helpless scrawny man. Instead, I should be searching for a masculine devil to take my newly built-in treasure.<br /> I'd try for one of the corner hotties if every single one didn't seem a little on the feminine side, mostly because two were wearing cropped tops and they had their hands in each other's pockets which seemed to be slightly gripping their tush.<br /> As if it wasn't obvious.<br /> Knocking me from my thoughts I feel two large muscular hands grip each side of my waist aggressively pulling my figure to theirs. He grinds his manhood against my hip whispering in my ear to just, "go with it."<br /> Before I could make my decision to fall into place here and go along with his slow close contact I catch sight of two beaming green eyes approaching us rapidly. The eyes belonging to a blonde who seemed to be the guy's girlfriend, she slaps him off of me with so much hatred he follows her out the door like a lost puppy willingly.<br /> And just when I thought I was about to fit in and lose my first time. I abruptly regret allowing myself to come here.<br /> Feeling embarrassed for that awkward situation I hasten out of the crowded spot and over to the bar through the crowd of hot sweaty people dancing sexually over each other.<br /> "Excuse me, sir?" I call out questionably to the surprisingly large man supposedly making drinks. He turns his focus to the cloth on the counter and gives it a sudden wipe before he acknowledges my presence.<br /> His face jerks up towards me and he smiles cutting his devilish dry expression into two. I sigh in relief as my worries disappear and I become more comfortable.<br /> "What can I get for you beautiful?" a smile creeps upon my round red lips and a laughing sound slips between them. I smack my lips and look down at his arm.<br /> "what would you recommend?" I ask using my flirtatious voice rubbing my fingers across his dark faded cliche tattoo.<br /> I am so ready to do this that if the guy would be a bartender, I wouldn't complain. He's handsome anyways.<br /> "The usual Steve"<br /> "Make that one more for the lady" an attractive voice speaks sitting on the empty stool beside me and the man behind the counter nods before walking over to get the drink the guy requested.<br /> I shift my desperate gaze towards the man with the admirable low rumble.<br /> The guy smiles before me as he hands that bartender-the cash. He puts a rolled-up stack into the bartender's hand and the bartender doesn't seem shocked by it like he was used to this kind of pay.<br /> "Oh no sir I couldn't possibly ask you to do that for me, I have money" I blurt letting an unsettling awkward laugh escape my lips.<br /> "ask? No miss I insist" he nods.<br /> "Besides I don't mind paying for a pretty lady like yourself" he smirks mid-sentence giving me a slow powering wink.<br /> I turn my head as I feel the heat rise to my cheekbones by an uttering compliment from a ravishing man.<br /> He stands; towering over me, reaching his large, bruised but pretty hand out just inches away asking for mine as his natural setting aroma runs through my nose. His natural manly scent contained the perfect smell for any average guy.<br /> Just by looking at him, this man was definitely over 6 foot and I couldn't be more stunned. He looked even more ravishing before just standing over me. His persistent glare lead to my sore aching blushed cheeks.<br /> He seemed too good to be true, he had the patience as a nice and caring man you could easily fall for. Then on the other hand he had the looks and styles as a bad guy who would wreck you.<br /> I can say I've noticed more than five tattoos on him so far and only one appeared faded. His attire was bad boy material. He has black slightly ripped jeans that are folded just above his ankles, His natural brown hair darker on the dimmed dance floor with little strands falling onto his face.<br /> His shirt pure white beneath his all-black leather jacket with his tinted shades handing out of his back pocket. He seemed more put together than I had noticed but this was the exact style of a bad boy when I was just becoming a teen.<br /> Awaiting my response he stares at me using his glowing green eyes filled with life to bring jealousy and almost a boring look to my hazel ones forcing me to roll them while he isn't looking.<br /> Feeling the foolish rejection from the awkward silence due to my constant inner thoughts that lasted nearly a minute, he lets out a small laugh while looking to the floor clenching his contagious grin as it exposes his dimples.<br /> He seemed dangerous, liked he'd steal my heart and toss it when he's tired but then again he seems passionately aggressive like he'd come in the best possible way.<br /> No, Mia, you're not here to find love! You're here to dip! Don't you forget.<br /> I can feel his passion-filled eyes lurking my appearance. I pick up the shot that was sat in front of me and down it while still staring at this man's endangering grin.<br /> I smirk nodding my head as he grabs ahold of my hand pulling me to the dance floor and we dance all night occasionally ordering more to drink and before I knew it, my vision was beginning to blur and I was walking beside the drunk man out of the club and into the blooming night.<br /> I feel my sleep being interrupted and my eyelids flutter open from the knocking against the thick wooden door. My first sight is the massive reflecting glass glued above me as I stare back at myself.<br /> I move my gaze to my surroundings. I was in an unfamiliar area which seems to be a room paid high price for. The admirable king size bed sat centered in the room with my small form resting beneath the silk sheets.<br /> The Sunlight beams through the over sized window that exposed thecity inviting an empowering view of the 50 or less pedestrians strolling the freshly hardened concrete before the sky-scraping buildings.<br /> From this point of view I can hardly recognize the city that caught my interest. This had to be a part of the city I had never visited due to my non-existent transportation. It was intriguing, Outstandingly beautiful. From this very room the world seemed somewhat normal and everyone was abnormally happy. Children were laughing, parents were smiling and I was suddenly feeling at ease with creation.<br /> The light suddenly grabbing ahold of the glistening floor, I just barely caught sight of the walls. The timber wall stuck out in a variation of patterns, coated with a pure heavenly white paint which heightened the innocent smell of lit candle just inches away from me resting on the bed side table.<br /> I couldn't make out the actual scent of the candle but it smelt ravishing. The elegance of this space was far too classy for me.<br /> So why was I here to begin with?<br /> My wondering thoughts is blocked by a repeated knock at the door using the same force as before snatching me from my thought the minute I opened my eyes.<br /> My vision steadily gave a light blur as I felt the after affect of my heedless drinking last night. I pull my slender forearm up to my face placing my baby palm against my disturbed head creating a back and forth rubbing motion like I always do, believing it will godly heal my aching head once more.<br /> I sigh as I struggled to remember my reasons of so heavily drinking which was oddly scary since I haven't drank a day in my life. Except the time I sipped my grandfathers drink when I was seven and acted stupidly drunk following my older cousin, Ryan.<br /> I was always following her like I was willingly her puppet and thats exactly how she treated me. I only moved on her command and I hate recollecting the memories of her domineering hold on defenseless children.<br /> Still wincing from the throbbing heartbeat in the center of my forehead, the memories come flooding back and my eyes suddenly began to grow in disbelief.<br /> I left a club with a guy last night but why was I brought here? I can barely contemplate what went on last night. It's like the rest of the time being is a blur.<br /> Still confused on the purpose of my whereabouts I notice my pink tank top laying on a palish gray ottoman that is positioned near what seemed to be a living room.<br /> I only imagined a famous person to be paying for a room like this. This had to cost what 600$ a night?<br /> I definitely didn't have that kind of cash to step in front of the building, let alone be inside half undressed.<br /> Half undressed.<br /> I rarely ever sleep without being fully clothed so why was my shirt across the room and my pants non existent? So many thoughts were running through my head but only one stayed long enough for me to fully process it.<br /> Had I lost my first time?<br /> It only makes sense. Who would take me here after midnight and allow me to remove my clothes if we weren't getting intimate? Something had to have went down, but why can't I remember a thing past leaving the club.<br /> I've wanted nothing more than to lose my first time for the past year so why am I hoping nothing happened at all?<br /> I repeated that questions in my head for what seemed to be forever before another knock appeared at the door and a honeyed voice spoke low behind it,<br /> "Hello it's the cleaning service, is anyone there?"<br /> By the looks of it there had to be no lock to keep the door from being swung up and I was not up for some random women seeing me half dressed.<br /> Within 2 seconds I was pulling my shirt back over my head and slipping on my pants that were somehow hiding underneath the soft elevated bed.<br /> Before I could fully straighten out the sheets and pick up the rest of my things a short tan women wearing a black uniform with the words 'Jademan's Luxury Room' placed just above her bust onto a silver tag slowly enters the room searching the area for any signs of someone present and quickly stops once she sees me.<br /> "Oh I'm sorry miss, I didn't realize anyone was in here" she removes her fingers from holding onto the cart filled with cleaning supplies and throws them carelessly in the air covering her roundish freckled face.<br /> I wasn't surprised that the cleaning lady would show up around this time since anyone was required to be packed and out by 11 if they weren't paying for another room and it was far past 11. Plus she'd knocked more than once trying to get my attention.<br /> "It's fine ma'am I was just leaving" I laugh giving her a reassuring smile before pulling all my things together and bolting through the door and down out the hotel without saying another word to the lady.<br /> The vibration against my stomach awakened me from my restful sleep for the 4th time this week. My hand works its way to my phone without me budging the rest of my form. I can't possibly let another helpless notification or call- pull me from a comfortable position.<br /> With ease, my phone is rescued from my embrace and is placed into my sight. I click open my phone to check the interruption, immediately allowing the brightness to detach the vision from my eyes and shoot pain into them.<br /> After lowering the brightest, my pain levels were still high; I continue to force a squint amongst my expression allowing myself to read the message Kelli had sent to me a minute ago.<br /> Kelli's had to get going message reminds me that we nearly stayed up till four just having random talks and catching up as promised. I had confessed to her about me losing my first time<br /> After sending her a quick response, I reach up and place my phone back to where it was last night, hoping I'd still get a least two more hours in of sleep before I fully wake up. I yank my comforter over my head, fearing the rising sun playing a role in my discomforting rouse.<br /> I feel my sleep coming over as light slowly begins to fade before me. My eyes were becoming heavier, and my position was loosening. I was finally able to fall back to sleep after countless morning interruptions.<br /> Before I fall completely unconscious, my phone goes off once more, and my head is thrown into the air colliding it with the shelf above, creating a thud sound. My phone falls onto the pillow next to me, and I let out a low moan, rubbing my head rapidly.<br /> "Oh," I growl to myself as I pull the phone to my view and click on my lamp beside me.<br /> A number I didn't recognize popped up on my screen, earning a massive sigh from me. I'd usually ignore the call and go about my day, but something within-stood up begging me to answer and give the person for bothering my sleep.<br /> I took a deep breath and answered, pulling the phone to my ear.<br /> "Hello, who is this?" The words come out drowsier than I intended while silence lingers.<br /> The irritation arises, resulting in many harsh words fleeing my lips, "Listen, I don't know who you are or why you're calling me for the second time this morning, but I'd advise you to stop playing on my phone and get a life before I give you a reason to be silent."<br /> I hadn't even allowed the person on the other line to catch their breath, but I was willing to say everything I had to say before they could explain themselves.<br /> I can hear the other person clear their throat and I open my mouth to start again, but a man's voice speaks up before I get the risk, "Hi, this is Andrew Smith, and I am calling about your position interest here at West Corp. Agency. Sorry, Miss Evans, if now isn't a pleasant time."<br /> I feel the heat against my cheeks as the embarrassment fills my insides, provoking me to expand my mouth and let out a voiceless scream.<br /> I just ruined a rare opportunity at an award-winning job that I was trying to get into for weeks. My mom had suggested this job to me immediately once she saw the ad for it and hoped I'd try to get in.<br /> I didn't take in my mother's information until a couple of months after she died. I'd prepared myself to the fullest before I went for it. To think I wouldn't be accepted was agonizing. I've nearly worked my hip off to be the best fit for this position, and it would be wrecked all because I was yearning for sleep.<br /> I lift my body back up and pull the phone back to my ear, "I'm sorry for my rudeness sir, I'd mistaken you for someone else. Now is a great time" I found myself imposing my professional voice, hoping it'll rebuild my chances.<br /> I can almost hear the smile on his face, and it brought comfort to me, "It's entirely okay I've been through this same situation plenty of times. I know it's a bit sudden, but I was hoping you'd be able to come in for the interview with Mr. West at twelve?"<br /> "Of course I can," I blurt without thought, mentally, face-palming directly after.<br /> "Wonderful to hear. We'll be seeing you soon, Miss Evans," he conveys his final words before ending the call.<br /> I bite my lip anxiously, knowing I've been preparing myself for this specific exchange; I just can't help but feel bewildered by the abrupt schedule. Mr. West will be waiting for me in less than 2 hours, and mentally, this was more than I could handle. I have little to no chances left; what if I lose this?<br /> My mind was spinning with questions on how I'd cultivate this interview. Without further thought, I hurried to my bathroom to freshen up.<br /> I was nearly dressed when I caught sight of my reflection. I'd completely turned over; in the last months, this was the best I'd ever looked. The most professional I could get. I had finally styled my thick hair that shifted between a dark and light brown at different times. It always sat boringly brushed just above my shoulders or pinned back; I never really thought to style it since it's been at an awkward length until now; over a few months, it's grown tremendously.<br /> A gloss set against my lips as the black dress lengthened to the top of my knees-hugging my body; showing my proper feminine form. I topped it with a black button-up blazer and a simple pair of black heels reflecting once connected with light.<br /> If I'd ever thought to be formal, the last thing on my list would be a dress. I'd instead prefer a suit, but I settled with this since Kelly has been to multiple successful interviews and this is her typical go-to style.<br /> I did one last touching up to myself by adding some diamond earrings given to me as a parting gift from my grandmother. I grabbed ahold of my purse and my phone before guiding myself down the steps towards the door.<br /> "Where are you going? All dressed up. You look like a librarian" I turn my head towards the direction of the voice, and my brother stares back at me with a goofy smirk as he pops a chip into his mouth.<br /> I roll my eyes, adjusting my dress properly on my frame and checking my watch before responding to his oblivious question, "I have an interview in less than an hour, and I have to make it to the bus in time."<br /> "I already mentioned this but I guess that just shows how well you listen to me" I complain eyeballing him and he laughs shaking his head.<br /> "Actually you never said the interview was confirmed. I do listen, idiot," He mocks, rummaging through his pockets then tossing me his keys.<br /> "What's this for?" I question catching them.<br /> "I'm a proud big brother, so you can use my car, just don't crash it." he says, waving me out the door. Ethan never allowed me to use his car, even after receiving my license last year. This was huge; God is undoubtedly on my side today.<br /> I hopped into his car and drove towards the company, hoping there were places on the way and I'd be able to grab something to eat and make it there with time to spare. I can't afford to be late for my first interview with a prominent company.<br /> The short woman behind the Receptionist's desk gave me a warm, welcoming smile as she watched me approach her, "Hello, how can I help you?"<br /> "I'm here for the interview with Mr. West" I hesitantly respond flashing a smile.<br /> She nods, pulling her arms above the counter and types onto the computer while adjusting her glasses.<br /> "Ah, Miss Evans, the noon appointment, of course," she says, moving to slide her finger against the many words lying onto the white sheet of paper beside her.<br /> "I think it's great you've arrived 15 minutes early" she pauses, lowering her voice to a little above a whisper without moving her eyes from the paper as if she was pretending she was still looking for something.<br /> "There were many women today, dying for this position mainly to catch a glimpse of Mr. West's face."<br /> "When I noticed they all came out dissatisfied at different times. I realized West hadn't made it easy for them by the slight flaws they carried. Flaws as little as a smudge on their boots or coming in almost a minute late. He's insane" she was now speaking out the side of her mouth in an even lower tone sending chills through my veins.<br /> "So that's why I think it's great you came at such a time. Also, the visible nervousness will be a disadvantage to you; Mr. West strives for confidence, not fear. I wish you good luck Evans," She says, removing her finger and going back to what she was doing before I arrived.<br /> Her words were so rushed I practically found myself quieter than I'd ever been before; how hard was this West guy? Why we're all those women so excited to see his face? The last time I checked, he was a 69-year-old sweetheart who respected his employees.<br /> I suspected that was primarily why my mom suggested the position to me; easy to get through a man that had significant advantages to his job-Why would I think to pass it up?<br /> "You'll be notified when he's ready for you. You can take a seat over in the waiting area" she looks back up at me, putting back on her regular receptionist act while lifting her arm to point in the direction.<br /> I nod in return, hurrying over to the last empty seat, completely worried by her sudden change.<br /> For what felt like an hour, I sat anxiously waiting to be called and get this over with, occasionally glancing at the clock watching as the minutes slowly go by. I know the receptionist told me that fear wouldn't help me get this job, but I couldn't help but feel uneasy from her unexpected warning.<br /> If he'd decline people's request for this job so easily who knows what he'd do to me knowing I have little to no experience and I was acting like a newborn. Even though I worked hard to be exceptional for this, my mind was slowly being replaced and overcrowded by regrets and future judgemental remarks.<br /> No. I can't think like that, I haven't even seen his face to be this frightened. I shouldn't be intimidated by the thought of him just because of some lady's opinion. This was my only shot that I was not about to lose.<br /> For the remaining minutes, I let the scenery distract my mind. The place was impressive, the chairs were sorted nicely and had a pleasantly relaxing sight, and the actual leather feeling to the chair lived up to it.<br /> I glanced back over at the clock before hearing the continuous clicking of heels against the floor. The clicking disturbance grew closer and I realized she wasn't just passing through the waiting area, she was coming to get someone.<br /> My head shot her way, and her lips formed a smile while she held a clipboard in her clasp. I was one of the two people left in here but it was obvious she was coming for me since the other person was across the room. I stood up almost too fast, causing me to look even more foolish than before.<br /> She spoke, but her words were inaudible; I didn't need to hear what she was saying to know the time was coming for Mr. West to be prepared for me. My mind was clouding with millions of ways I could mess up during this talk and be humiliated like the rest of the poor women before me.<br /> Before I knew it, I approached the door that had the whole process behind it waiting to strike me. The door was slightly open with silence wavering inside, and the women still preferred to leave a soft knock.<br /> "Come in" his voice was dark and smooth, not like the many male voices that I was used to being around. This propelled my bottom lip to slide through my slightly open mouth while the women slowly pushed the door open. Before enabling the door to open, all the way, she turned on her heels and left without saying a word leaving me to face this man; everyone is so frightened with him alone.<br /> It felt like forever before the door finally opened and when it did I couldn't move my feet. I was too timid, and I didn't have stuff to say to the man sitting a few feet in front of me.<br /> "Close the door and take a seat in this chair," he takes the pen he had between his fingers and points to one of the two chairs in front of him without glancing in in my direction. He wasn't even the slightest bit interested. I can imagine him throwing me out in no time.<br /> "Miss Evans?" He speaks in a questioning tone still focusing his sight on his paper in front of him.<br /> This man was far from a 69 nine-year-old man. No wonder the women were so eager to be around this man, he had to be no older than 24 with muscles to die for, they weren't extremely big but they were visibly shown and swoonable. Charmingly dark brown hair to match his suit with a silver watch hugging his wrist. Without even seeing his face, I can see he is attractive.<br /> "Yes" the mere crack in my voice caused him to look up from what he was doing.<br /> He steadily scanned my form before finally resting his gaze on my face. The sight of his face caused my heart to practically sink to the bottom of my stomach. I could feel my cheeks heat up as my body hardens from the sudden reunion we were having.<br /> "Before we begin, I want to confirm you are at least 18 years of age" he let those few words escape his lips without hesitation if I hadn't confessed my age drunkenly on the dance floor.<br /> I know we both were undoubtedly drunk and out of it that night, but we shared a conversation and warm glances/smiles before we were even on the verge of buzzed. It looked as if I was the only one in the room to him, and now I was indeed the only one in the room, the same girl he left the bar with and the same girl he had intercourse with that night.<br /> The mere look in his eyes says it all; he remembers every ounce of me, and I would never forget the way I wanted more of him when I stared into his green eyes and back at his pink vibrant lips.<br /> "Yes I am" | LEARN_MORE | https://a.funstorys.com/ad/RnVuU3RvcnkvMTc3MTQ1LzI | 110914508634347 | Fun002 | https://facebook.com/100091317235649 | 44 | 1 | 2,075,152,612,869,440 | 2024-05-14 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | Fun002 | 120208257320360738 | a.funstorys.com | NONE | video | https://a.funstorys.com/ad/RnVuU3RvcnkvMTc3MTQ1LzIwMjQwNTEzMTUyMjMwL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 2024-05-13 02:35 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/442494801_807376800957788_5393985725272500931_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xwv_g9KHat8Q7kNvgExaKP0&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYCpm2jXWnDf9X3PG17iLWZVrhkEN5ZXzwujTpmZgRaq8w&oe=6649BD0B | person_profile | 0 | Fun002 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/441363391_821280582664931_5642375735874540045_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Y_dRrndbpQ8Q7kNvgEXYRCk&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYAWVLLdbPJohNFutOF8Z0yO-7ITQgDaMYbOhzQhS5g5Jw&oe=6649D0C2 | 0 | 3 | Fun002 | 0 | 0 | 2024-05-14 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-05-14 19:21 | active | 786 | 0 | 2053179748415830 | 🔞🔞More exciting content in Rosyread | 😫😫"I discovered that the day I was nearing death, he broke up with me. I had been his lover for five years, until his first love returned..."😫😫<br /> <br /> Chapter 1 Choice, Despair<br /> <br /> It was July, and it was a hot day in Kanac.<br /> <br /> However, Aaliyah Pearce felt cold as she stood at the doorway of the study room.<br /> <br /> Her trembling hands covered her big belly, and her breathing was uncontrollably rapid.<br /> <br /> The conversation between the two men inside the study room continued.<br /> <br /> "I didn't expect her condition to worsen under this circumstance either!"<br /> <br /> The man took a few drags of his cigarette heavily. "How many times do you still need to draw her blood?"<br /> <br /> "About three times, but merely drawing Aaliyah's blood won't help her anymore. She needs a bone marrow transplant as soon as possible!"<br /> <br /> As a doctor, Lena Turner was also sorry for him. But she had to force Kingsley Murphy to make a choice for the sake of her patient.<br /> <br /> "But, if I operate on her, you will definitely lose your baby."<br /> <br /> "Even if the baby miraculously survives, there's a high chance that the baby will have physical or mental disabilities due to the drugs. Moreover, Aaliyah will be in danger as well, so think carefully."<br /> <br /> The room fell appallingly quiet.<br /> <br /> Aaliyah looked nervously at the man through the door crack.<br /> <br /> She saw how he pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray. He was cold like never before, and he was silent for a moment. "Abort the baby."<br /> <br /> "Arrange the surgery as soon as possible," he said indifferently.<br /> <br /> As Aaliyah heard his words, her pupils constricted and her body trembled violently.<br /> <br /> She could no longer bear to hear what they talked inside next.<br /> <br /> She turned around and fled to her room. She slammed the door hard which caused a loud noise as she locked the door.<br /> <br /> She rushed into the bathroom, took off the pajamas she was wearing, and looked at her back through the mirror.<br /> <br /> Her back, which should be fair and smooth, was full of dense needle holes, and there were bruises around it. It was caused by the lack of pressure after pulling out the needle.<br /> <br /> "Oh, no..."<br /> <br /> She covered her mouth in horror and sobbed tremulously.<br /> <br /> Since she had been pregnant, she had never bathed herself. Her husband always helped her take a shower, and she never bothered to pay attention to her back.<br /> <br /> Her mind flashed back to his abnormal gentleness to her in these days.<br /> <br /> She suddenly realized that the tenderness that was shown to her was fake.<br /> <br /> No wonder she always felt tired recently, and always slept heavily at night.<br /> <br /> It turned out it was because someone came to draw her blood every night after she went to sleep.<br /> <br /> Now, she discovered that he married her, not because of love.<br /> <br /> But, he planned to take her blood and then take her life.<br /> <br /> Aaliyah caressed her nine-month-old belly with strength.<br /> <br /> Her baby was about to be born soon.<br /> <br /> She would never allow anyone to hurt her child.<br /> <br /> When the clock struck in the evening, both of them were gathered at the dinner table.<br /> <br /> The man was indifferent, but not as cold as he was in the study room.<br /> <br /> He served her a bowl of soup personally.<br /> <br /> "You are weak, so drink it."<br /> <br /> Since she was married to Kingsley for so long, he always had a commanding tone towards her. But she seemed to have forgotten about it since she was used to obeying him.<br /> <br /> But this time, after he spoke, Aaliyah's hand holding a fork paused in the air.<br /> <br /> She looked at the man who had been married to her for two years. It had been two years… At that moment, his tenderness was as intoxicating to her as a drug, but it also could be the reason for her life to vanish.<br /> <br /> He said that the baby should be aborted.<br /> <br /> Aaliyah got up so violently that the soup was splattered, and the bowl was shattered on the floor. She imagined it as if it was their marriage that had broken.<br /> <br /> The warm soup stained Kingsley's pants.<br /> <br /> Kingsley was about to burst into a rage, but he quickly suppressed his temper.<br /> <br /> He touched her forehead soothingly. "What's wrong? Do you want Lena to come over?"<br /> <br /> "And let Lena draw my blood?"<br /> <br /> Both of them fell into dead silence as if a lightning struck between them.<br /> <br /> Aaliyah bit her lip as she held back the tears in her eyes, and glared resentfully at Kingsley.<br /> <br /> She was waiting for his explanation.<br /> <br /> She was dragged to him, the man who always treated her in a roughest way.<br /> <br /> Kingsley's disguised gentleness had disappeared. "You already knew that?"<br /> <br /> Suddenly, his hand automatically grabbed her neck and strangled her hard. "Then you should know your situation. There's nothing you can do but to cooperate with us."<br /> <br /> Truthfully, she never had any right to make her own choice in front of him.<br /> <br /> The Murphy family was a rich and powerful family with huge business assets and ranked in the top 5 on the wealthiest family list.<br /> <br /> Kingsley was now the president of all their businesses, and at the top of their family.<br /> <br /> No one dared to stop him from doing what he wanted to do, and no one could stop him successfully.<br /> <br /> Aaliyah's tears were out of control when she saw the coldness in the man's eyes.<br /> <br /> She was having a difficulty in breathing as his grip on her neck got tighter, and her face reddened in pain.<br /> <br /> Kingsley, seeing her face, let her go as soon as he could and said gloomily, "Since you know all about it, think about what compensation you want and I will satisfy you as much as I can."<br /> <br /> He drew away without looking back, while she was pushed against the wall and fell to the floor.<br /> <br /> Compensation?<br /> <br /> Aaliyah closed her eyes. Is it possible that their marriage was a conspiracy from the very beginning?<br /> <br /> She shuddered. "Tell me who she is."<br /> <br /> The one who made him willing to sacrifice his wife and baby. Who is she?<br /> <br /> What kind of woman could occupy such an important place in his heart?<br /> <br /> Kingsley stopped in his tracks, not expecting her to ask that question.<br /> <br /> However, he didn't answer.<br /> <br /> "The surgery is scheduled in three days, so figure out what you want."<br /> <br /> Kingsley left without looking back. He would give her anything he could afford.<br /> <br /> As for what he couldn't give her, like his love, she should never think on it<br /> <br /> After the door was closed, Aaliyah's eyes opened with despair and sadness.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Chapter 2 Mutual Stubbornness<br /> <br /> <br /> Aaliyah packed her things up. As she walked to the door, she took one last look back at the room she had lived in for two years.<br /> <br /> The room was very cozy, clean, and filled with things he had let someone send over for her. Each of them was extravagant.<br /> <br /> But now, she found it disgustingly ridiculous to have such things.<br /> <br /> Rae saw her physically unwieldy and struggling to carry her heavy suitcase down the stairs.<br /> <br /> That strained appearance of her scared the servant. "Ma'am Aaliyah, what are you doing in the middle of the night? Give it to me!"<br /> <br /> "You are nine-months pregnant, don't move around. Mr. Kingsley will be worried about you and the baby!"<br /> <br /> Aaliyah could only give a mocking smile to herself as she heard her words.<br /> <br /> He wanted to kill her baby with his own hands. He never truly worry about her.<br /> <br /> She held back her tears, and her hoarse voice was even more pathetic. "Rae, deliver this message to him for me…"<br /> <br /> Aaliyah took a deep breath and finally added, "I've already emailed him the divorce settlement, and I'm not going to have any surgery."<br /> <br /> After that, regardless of what Rae said, she walked out the door with her suitcase.<br /> <br /> Every step of a pregnant woman who was about to give birth and walking around with a suitcase was heartbreaking .<br /> <br /> Suddenly, the rain started to drop heavily.<br /> <br /> Aaliyah stood in front of the villa, and was shivering in the cold already. However, she stepped out firmly even though she would be soaked through in the rain.<br /> <br /> The sound of the emergency brakes sounded, and the wheels splashed water all over Aaliyah's body.<br /> <br /> A man got out of the car and came to her side respectfully. "Ma'am Aaliyah."<br /> <br /> It was Robin Porter, one of the assistants around Kingsley.<br /> <br /> Aaliyah pretended she didn't see him, and walked past Robin as if he didn't exist.<br /> <br /> Robin stopped her. "Mr. Murphy asked me to take you to the hospital."<br /> <br /> After he said that, he grabbed her suitcase, and respectfully opened the car door for her.<br /> <br /> Many women would like to have the honor to sit in Kingsley's car.<br /> <br /> However, Aaliyah only felt that the car would drive her into hell.<br /> <br /> She was sure that as soon as she got into that car, she would be sent straight to hell.<br /> <br /> "I'm not going."<br /> <br /> "There was a sudden accident at the hospital and the operation had to be carried out ahead of schedule. Mr. Murphy said to bring you there at all costs. Ma'am Aaliyah, please don't make it difficult for me."<br /> <br /> Robin's tone sounded polite, but there was clearly a threat in his words.<br /> <br /> The corners of Aaliyah's mouth lifted with a touch of sadness as she realized that she had to go whether she wanted to or not.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> She was nine months pregnant, and there was no way that she could put up a fight with a strong man like him.<br /> <br /> The car made its way to the hospital and her voice remained calm. "If I don't go, that woman will die, won't she?"<br /> <br /> "Yes."<br /> <br /> "Then let her die."<br /> <br /> He chose the woman in the end despite knowing that she was pregnant and her child was about to be born.<br /> <br /> Robin weren't able to retort to her words.<br /> <br /> Aaliyah took a deep breath, looked out the window at Brimshaw Bridge, and spoke again, "Who is she?"<br /> <br /> "Sylvia Bell," he simply answered.<br /> <br /> Aaliyah's eyes widened and she was stunned with the name she heard.<br /> <br /> Sylvia Bell…How could it be Sylvia? How could she…?<br /> <br /> Aaliyah suddenly reached out and grabbed the steering wheel hard.<br /> <br /> Robin's panicked voice came out, "Ma'am Aaliyah, what are you doing? Let it go!"<br /> <br /> At the moment, Aaliyah couldn't hear anything and she was losing her rationality. She didn't want to extend Sylvia's life in exchange for her child's life. <br /> <br /> With just one push, the car crashed through the Brimshaw Bridge railings and the car fell straight into the river.<br /> <br /> The cold water was not letting her breath. Aaliyah had spread her hands and let the water wrap around her as if she was going to die peacefully.<br /> <br /> She felt an intense pain in her belly as if her baby also knew that they were abandoned and were about to die.<br /> <br /> The sound of car horns was deafening amid the long convoy of cars, which were blocked by the police cars and ambulances at the end of the bridge.<br /> 👉👉More exciting content, click to continue reading.👈👈 | INSTALL_MOBILE_APP | http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.y | 100344252868372 | Kelly White | https://facebook.com/100086485784589 | 301 | 3 | 1,140,433,347,204,590 | 2024-05-14 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 1 | 1 | 0 | Install now | 0 | Kelly White | 120211228286270629 | play.google.com | NONE | video | http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.yugong.rosyread | 2024-05-13 06:15 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/440470930_1816464825516105_3649105775865365824_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=1nBBseAfZCQQ7kNvgEyuAVc&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYB2gCxy9irpBWReiqM1JTXszF6PYMs1yLbgy35dSUWDTQ&oe=6649CCCA | person_profile | 0 | Kelly White | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/440364024_786402390133268_3441091051540864204_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hMS5_FmAHuoQ7kNvgGaXrsC&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYDsxMvZIHeyjih7paxLV_3AaX70feoEfSl9ylb1YV9-qg&oe=6649C94D | 0 | 3 | Kelly White | 0 | 0 | 2024-05-14 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||
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Brown at 70: A Reality Check on School Segregation | May 17, 2024, marks 70 years since the U.S. Supreme Court's Brown v. Board of Education decision, the landmark ruling that dismantled the legal framework of segregation in the nation's public schools. Yet despite racially segregated public schools being ruled unconstitutional, we still face deeply entrenched divides decades later.<br /> <br /> That’s why Word In Black’s bringing together a panel of experts for “Brown at 70: A Reality Check on School Segregation,” a special live event on Wednesday, May 15, at 5 p.m. EST/ 2 p.m. PST.<br /> <br /> Education reporter Aziah Siid will be joined in conversation by:<br /> <br /> Dr. Camika Royal: A self-described "scholar warrior," Royal is the program director and associate professor of Urban Education Leadership in the School of Education and Urban Studies at Morgan State University. She teaches, speaks, and writes about the intersections of race, politics, history, and urban school reform. Royal established the urban education minor during her time as a faculty member at Loyola University Maryland. and led the former Center for Innovation in Urban Education (CIUE). She is the author of the 2022 book “Not Paved For Us: Black Educators and Public School Reform in Philadelphia.” <br /> <br /> Sharif El-Mekki: A nationally recognized principal and U.S. Department of Education Principal Ambassador Fellow, El-Mekki is the founder and chief executive officer of the Center for Black Educator Development. The center’s mission is to build the Black Teacher Pipeline to achieve educational equity and racial justice. He’s also a blogger on Phillys7thWard, a member of the 8 Black Hands podcast, and serves on several boards and committees focused on educational and racial justice. <br /> <br /> Dr. Gary Orfield: A Professor of Education, Law, Political Science and Urban Planning at UCLA, Orfield’s scholarship focuses on the study of civil rights, education policy, urban policy, and minority opportunity. As a former Harvard University scholar, Orfield was co-founder and director of the Harvard Civil Rights Project and is now co-director of the Civil Rights Project/Proyecto Derechos Civiles at UCLA. He’s the author of several books about school segregation and has given testimony in civil rights suits by the United States Department of Justice and many other civil rights, legal services, and educational organizations. <br /> <br /> Dr. Kelly Hurst: An educator and lover of stories, Hurst is the equity and inclusion strategist for the Office of Equity, Diversity, and Inclusion at Southern Illinois University School of Medicine as well as faculty in the Department of Medical Humanities. A K12 educator for 2 decades, Hurst went into higher education and teaches courses in the history of medical education as well as psychological safety in the clinical encounter. She is active in her community through anti-oppression work with immigration advocacy.<br /> <br /> They’ll unpack the state of modern school segregation, the academic and social impact on Black children, legislative progress — and what students, parents, educators, and community members can do to truly make the promise of Brown our reality. | EVENT_RSVP | https://www.facebook.com/events/970895957751452/ | 102448498291112 | Word In Black | https://facebook.com/wordinblack | 5,006 | 1 | 846,426,170,648,180 | 2024-05-14 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | INTERESTED | 0 | Word In Black | 6611209798951 | Brown at 70: A Reality Check on School Segregation | NONE | event | May 17, 2024, marks 70 years since the U.S. Supreme Court's Brown v. Board of Education decision, the landmark ruling that dismantled the legal framework of segregation in the nation's public schools. Yet despite racially segregated public schools being ruled unconstitutional, we still face deeply entrenched divides decades later. That’s why Word In Black’s bringing together a panel of experts for “Brown at 70: A Reality Check on School Segregation,” a special live event on Wednesday, May 15, at 5 p.m. EST/ 2 p.m. PST. Education reporter Aziah Siid will be joined in conversation by: Dr. Camika Royal: A self-described "scholar warrior," Royal is the program director and associate professor of Urban Education Leadership in the School of Education and Urban Studies at Morgan State University. She teaches, speaks, and writes about the intersections of race, politics, history, and urban school reform. Royal established the urban education minor during her time as a faculty member at Loyola University Maryland. and led the former Center for Innovation in Urban Education (CIUE). She is the author of the 2022 book “Not Paved For Us: Black Educators and Public School Reform in Philadelphia.” Sharif El-Mekki: A nationally recognized principal and U.S. Department of Education Principal Ambassador Fellow, El-Mekki is the founder and chief executive officer of the Center for Black Educator Development. The center’s mission is to build the Black Teacher Pipeline to achieve educational equity and racial justice. He’s also a blogger on Phillys7thWard, a member of the 8 Black Hands podcast, and serves on several boards and committees focused on educational and racial justice. Dr. Gary Orfield: A Professor of Education, Law, Political Science and Urban Planning at UCLA, Orfield’s scholarship focuses on the study of civil rights, education policy, urban policy, and minority opportunity. As a former Harvard University scholar, Orfield was co-founder and director of the Harvard Civil Rights Project and is now co-director of the Civil Rights Project/Proyecto Derechos Civiles at UCLA. He’s the author of several books about school segregation and has given testimony in civil rights suits by the United States Department of Justice and many other civil rights, legal services, and educational organizations. Dr. Kelly Hurst: An educator and lover of stories, Hurst is the equity and inclusion strategist for the Office of Equity, Diversity, and Inclusion at Southern Illinois University School of Medicine as well as faculty in the Department of Medical Humanities. A K12 educator for 2 decades, Hurst went into higher education and teaches courses in the history of medical education as well as psychological safety in the clinical encounter. She is active in her community through anti-oppression work with immigration advocacy. 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