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10 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Perfection

I stare at the row of perfect houses resting on the perfectly manicured lawns beneath a perfectly blue sky by perfect...

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The Ring

I found the ring on the bowling green. Slipped in my back pocket for later as I was in the middle of the tournament. ...

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My balls

Set down the light set it down anywhere The pure clean of a random weeknight on the coach staring at the white ceili...

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The pistol was cocked, ready to go.

12 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Highwayman

The pistol was cocked, ready to go. Aiming at the highway man was easy, pulling the trigger was the problem. I couldn...

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Pull the Trigger

The pistol was cocked, ready to go. “Your turn” she said, as my hands trembled in fear. Why was I here? Who was she? ...

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Denny's

The pistol was cocked, ready to go. I was going to show him. I was angry, no, furious. He cut me off! In this city, t...

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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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14 stories · started about 16 years ago
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The Payphone

"What's that, Daddy?" James hid a smile behind his hand and answered, "That's a telephone, sweetie. You put money in...

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Meth-talk.

It's ringing. Ringing. Ringing. Ringing. STOP it from ringing! Karla never wanted to hear his voice again. Never wan...

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A dry, sandy summer like this one. I had met him just a mile down, by the Shell gas station, his cowboy boots kicking...

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10 stories · started about 16 years ago
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The Little Leader

"Why did I have to dress up as Napoleon?" Billy thought as he entered the Halloween party. His friends were dressed ...

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Henry was here

Once upon a time there was little man whom no-one believed. His name was Henry, and he loved to go to parties. But wh...

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I waited for her, all night long I stood there waiting. As the crowd dissipated, I was left erect and waiting. I make...

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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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12 stories · started about 15 years ago
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The Party

Fancy dress at Tom's party was optional, but all the children wore something wacky. First prize was for the circus ri...

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Mothers and Daughters

Dear Mom, Do you remember this picture? I do. I remember a lot about those days, when we were a family. Yesterday, I ...

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Mess With The Bull...

"What the hell kind of superhero costume is that?!" My dad was yelling so loud I could hear him from my room. When th...

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Swing.

16 stories · started over 15 years ago
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The death swing

My mind was moving faster than my body. I wanted to play in the swing so bad but my feet weren't moving fast enough. ...

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Missing

I let out a heavy sigh as I stepped over the cobwebs, allowing myself to have a moment of preparation. The swing rock...

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grievously unavoidable

she couldn't do it. her moist, clammy hands clung to the wooden pole with vicious might as she drew in intermittent, ...

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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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3 stories · started over 14 years ago
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No Value

What happens when life finally becomes too much to bear? He thought about it a great deal - but was unable to put his...

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Boogie

Erring on the side of caution I took two of the smaller ones. Just like breakfast, or a night on the town. My body wa...

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Breaking Glass Wrist

There was a girl that I used to work with at the Goodwill who had eyes that were far too close together. Her body was...

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