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3 stories · started almost 15 years ago
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Good for her.

It was her masterpiece. Jutting out of the water, everyone around could see what she'd created - what *she* had crea...

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The Party Crasher

His dive, performed in front of the small, half-drunk dinner party, was perfect in his mind. He'd had a few martinis ...

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Chain Mail Ponderings

For some reason, I couldn't stop staring at the picture. It was... gorgeous, sure. The colors were somewhat exaggerat...

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Hats

8 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Alex

I don't like hats anymore. My friend from camp always wore a hat, and so did I. We would switch hats sometimes, weari...

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Really? Hats?

Never leave the house looking less than your best. It is this way that we show respect for others (paraphrased from T...

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Others and I.

Sometimes I am shocked at the state of America today. The young people just have not respect - no decency at all. The...

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Knives

10 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Knives

Knives. Knives. What was she going to use them on next? The silver blades shimmered in the sunlight streaming thro...

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A Walking Arsenal

He was a walking arsenal with knives strapped to his armor at forearms, biceps, chest and back. Two smaller throwing ...

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Knives

That was the last thing she saw. It was headed straight for her chest, a glittering blade, and she saw it in slow-mot...

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The Gay Hero

As Thomas was smoking in an alleyway, he heard a scream. He walked out of the alleyway slowly, being observant of his...

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Mistake

The old trash can on Drake and Washington avenue was the witness to the biggest mistake of George's life. Sadly, he t...

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Drake Street

I waited on the corner of Drake Street and Something. I shielded my eyes from the bright gray to see the paintings on...

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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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I'm in love with a robot.

13 stories · started over 15 years ago
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I'm In Love With A Robot

I'm in love with a robot. I know, I know, that sounds strange. But I am. It's name, or at least the name I gave it, i...

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The girlfriend side of the bed

I am in love with a coffee machine. A robot that makes coffee. I am giddy about it my mornings are filled with percol...

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Golden skin glowed in the afternoon sun, revealing a fine tracery of pale blue at the inside of the wrist. Lips, lus...

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Goodnight...

14 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Protection

Goodnight sweetheart, well it's time to go... Goodnight sweetheart, well it's time to go... There's a contentment th...

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The Antithesis

Sleep and you may dream. Remain and you will surely regret the decisions you make in the night. Intermittent car ho...

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A Good Night Turned

"Good night," the bar manager said, as he tapped a stack of bills on their side to even them out. The waitress dumped...

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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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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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8 stories · started over 15 years ago
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A Leap of Faith

They walked hand-in-hand over the foot bridge, surrounded by tourists. "This reminds me of the Great Wall of China,...

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The Wall

The wall is the place most people choose on their own. You come for a day or a week and it's never to see the sights....

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The Wall

The wall is the place most people choose on their own. You come for a day or a week and it's never to see the sights....

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