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Malcolm's coo became a cry.

4 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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Where is the Wheel? Where

Malcolm's coo became a cry. The big hands came, to sweep him up, into the dark, cradled, into the big arms. And his c...

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Something in Common

Malcolm's coo became a cry. The child peeked into the cardboard box, vexation clearly etched etched upon his face. "...

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Traffic Light

Malcolm's coo became a cry. It had been hours since we had locked ourselves out of the house but it made no differen...

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Once, in Beijing, a young girl in a red gown huddled in a doorway.

123 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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The girl in the red gown

Once, in Beijing, a young girl in a red gown huddled in a doorway. It was snowing, freezing her slowly. She continued...

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Red Gown

Rain poured down, next to her, the doorway shielding her. She clutched her red gown as she huddled down close to the ...

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Liun

Once, in Beijing, a young girl in a red gown huddled in a doorway. It was raining, her hair was plastered to her fac...

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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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Giving in wasn't an option.

12 stories · started about 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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8 stories · started over 15 years ago
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God's Words

She slept in the open air, in the windy hills, on a soft pillow. She was covered in the blankets of her mother's mot...

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And We Depart

Finally, we came to rest. The day's work had been long but fruitful. We had made double the monies we would have on...

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My heart was in Ohio.

My eyes were tired; I rolled over in my bed, and stared briefly at the moon. I turned back to face my fan; the 90-de...

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5 stories · started over 13 years ago
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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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11 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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Speak When Spoken To

"What the hell happened here?" The man in the blue button up military coat came up to the wreck. He wore a hat on his...

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Memory

I saw the thing. It was preserved in the glass case, the only one of its kind. So faithfully had the curators touched...

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Whoops

"Well shit, that didn't work," the conductor said. He walked around the wreckage, pulling out passengers. Women, mos...

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In 1921, he flew from the Great Rift Valley.

11 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Bob from Calpfinn

In 1921, he flew to the Great Rift Valley. He came back from the world called Calpfinn. The place where not only ordi...

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listful

In 1921, he flew from the Great Rift Valley to the California shore In 1934, he was spotted near a bank robbery that...

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Biplane

In 1921, he flew from the Great Rift Valley, along the trails left by the ancient Martians, to find the Temple of the...

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14 stories · started almost 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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