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There was blood on my pillow.

15 stories · started over 15 years ago
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That all wrapped up nicely

"there was blood on my pillow and a noose in my heart" These country singers were getting downright moros, good thou...

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Blood On My Pillow.

There was blood on my pillow. It's 6 a.m. and there is blood on my pillow. I started to try and remember what happene...

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Terror In Their Midst

Whitechapel 1888. There was blood on my pillow again this morning when I awoke. My landlady has already been asking ...

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13 stories · started about 16 years ago
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Heartbeat

Beatirix shuddered as a cold wind whipped across the stage, and she clasped her hat tightly to her head. Stage fright...

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The Teleporter, Part 2

"Hello?" There was nothing on the other end of the line but silence. "Hey, can you here me? Is anyone there?" Martin ...

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the dress

me and my sister have always been fighting. scince the day we could walk we always fought untill now. we were walking...

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3 stories · started about 16 years ago
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Ready or not, here I come

I walked along the flat stones that made up the busy road and let the bustling crowds swallow me whole. My heart poun...

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Trick of the Light

Walking towards the light, the people wondered if they would be provided clothes or would they have to keep walking i...

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The Climax

Gavin was gloating. "Enjoy your final moments, Kevin ... maybe use them to wonder how I found you. Good-bye ..." He ...

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7 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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mexico

are in me

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The Teleporter, Part 3

Two men entered, wearing respiratory masks. They came over to the register and looked at Martin, who just looked back...

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Forensics

Officer Malone stopped at the doorway of the house. "Do you smell that?" she asked. The rest of the team paused as ...

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6 stories · started over 12 years ago
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Growing Potential

The young woman stood in the garden, clutching a bunch of dead flowers. "This place needs a LOT of work," she thoug...

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My dad and I

I've love photography ever since my father got me into it a few years ago. It would be hard to fill in his shoes. Aft...

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Marriage

I clutched onto the flowers. Today was the day. I am only 19 but I am getting married right now. My father was a rich...

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Bombs were the last thing on his mind.

11 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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The Question

Bombs were the last thing on his mind. Everyone was hiding under desks, wary of the slightest sound whereas he was w...

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History

Bombs, were the last thing on his mind. Jack turned and spoke " It's funny, that today would have to be the day we be...

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Sales

Bombs were the last thing on his mind. So, when the topic came up, Ben was staring out the window thinking about his ...

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18 stories · started about 16 years ago
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sea

Drowning in the sea. That was the trick of it. To be seen to swoon, to fall to the bottom. The pretend to expire. It ...

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sea

Drowning in the sea. That was the trick of it. To be seen to swoon, to fall to the bottom. The pretend to expire. It ...

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Tide

Marjorie was drowning. She felt the pull of the water on her legs and the icy shock in her heart. She hadn't even fe...

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Potatoes.

20 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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911

"Following up from the fight we had last night Darren" "I don't wanna talk about it Judy" I can see the fear in Darre...

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Potatoes Were My Last Resort

I spent days in the field, hoping to see something bloom. The desert surrounded me like the ocean that surrounds an i...

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potatoes

I got beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes, lamb, ham, hogs, dogs, beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes, chicken, turkey, r...

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Giving in wasn't an option.

12 stories · started over 15 years ago
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My Fantasy

I am looking out the window of my tiny house in Michigan and watching the snow pile up on the road. I won't be going ...

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Reinforcement

Giving in wasn't an option. The first time Ted died he didn't really notice, being in a full on berserk. One of his i...

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Appearances

Giving in wasn't an option, but there was little else she could do. "Ok, ok," she told the young galant with the sh...

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Lost, without a hand to hold.

20 stories · started about 15 years ago
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Lost without him

My father had died.I was lost without any one to hold my hand.I was left alone. With no family.My hand just banged ag...

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Looking Back

It was such a long time ago. Such a very long time ago. Yet for some reason she had still believed she would know t...

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Lost

When I lost my mother in the store, I was only three years old. I can't remember what happened but I still wake up in...

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