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Friday is supposed to be a day to look forward to - TGIF, right? Sammy had been dreading Friday all week because he ...
“The entire shell is Chronium. That shields the op…” “You mean chrome. Chromium?” “Ahem. Crow NEE Uhm. Chronium. As...
The visitor asked, "Can you write a story without a prompt?" "I don't know," said the writer. "I've never tried." "...
She'd have preferred the electric chair.
I couldn't move. My legs felt like jelly and I had to sit. Everything in the hospital seemed to go blurry. "Are you o...
She'd have preferred the electric chair, but he wouldn't have it. "Think about how much easier it would be on everyon...
"She'd have preferred the electric chair," Melanie said. A half grin sat on her lips as she stirred the crinkle fry ...
There's somebody standing in the corner of my room.
There's somebody standing in the corner of my room. Well, "standing" may be the wrong word. There's someone IN the c...
He likes his own room, but he likes mine more. He's five. Half the time, if he had his way he would climb back insi...
There's somebody standing in the corner of my room. That's what she told me most days and as normal, I ignored her. I...
In hindsight, the solution was obvious.
In hindsight, the solution was obvious. It was the one time Watson had solved the case before I had. He teased me abo...
The idea that bad luck happens when a black cat crosses your path is completely ridiculous. Maybe if the creature tri...
I saw it then, I see it now but somehow the access or more the feeling of ownership yes the feeling of ownership over...
The earthy smell of autumn leaves surrounded me and stimulated my senses. The crisp crunch of leaves was projected th...
Some mornings, when the sun rose just right, it was almost like nothing had happened. This was one of those mornings...
She ran off into the plants and tall grasses and let her body sway with the wind. She called it her meditation, the o...
Annabelle Clarisse, was born blind but her disability never stopped her from visualising the world with her other sen...
I could feel their glares. They loved to do this. I kept tripping over branches and I could feel the cuts on my arms....
"It was just like all the others. "Fear. Defense. Anonymity. "Just enough of the subject's face had been blurred so...
It would be a long walk. To no where. Ending some where. A where long off. Tulle of mist. Footage of stage. A wide gl...
Jayne was glad to escape the chemical smell of the dentists surgery. She held her little brothers hand tight as he co...
I walked across the field, staring at the animals that surrounded me. The bare skin on my feet felt strange against t...
The day after tomorrow, this will all be over.
The day after tomorrow, this will be all over. The waiting, the anxiety, the impatience will end. I have paced my roo...
Martin Adams began to type. He wasn't sure what to say; a fact that the repeated DELETES and EDITS made clear. Love l...
The day after tomorrow, this will all be over. End of the world according to the Mayan predictions. It didn't seem wo...
Once, in Beijing, a young girl in a red gown huddled in a doorway.
Once, in Beijing, a young girl in a red gown huddled in a doorway. It was snowing, freezing her slowly. She continued...
Rain poured down, next to her, the doorway shielding her. She clutched her red gown as she huddled down close to the ...
Once, in Beijing, a young girl in a red gown huddled in a doorway. It was raining, her hair was plastered to her fac...