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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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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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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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Outnumbered.

7 stories · started over 15 years ago
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outnumbered

by the time the cops can, I sneaked into an alleyway to avoid the cops but as soon as I ran around the corner of a ra...

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Outnumbered

Outnumbered. Jezebel stands on the ledge, hands fluttering up and down the slick chains. Outnumbered. She tries to br...

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They were outnumbered and they knew it. J'nox lifted his six-shooter as he and his comrades prepared to defend the he...

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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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"Wait, so he hit you?"

16 stories · started almost 15 years ago
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The Truth Hurts

"No. He didn't." I hid the bruise on my face with veiled hair. I didn't want to admit the truth. It was harsh. "Then ...

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It's different for Men

"Wait, so he hit you?" "Yes, but it's not what it seems. He's been really stressed at work. He swore it would never h...

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Bad Decision

"Wait, so he hit you?" “No, I told you. He whispered just before I woke up.” I had already told the story a couple ...

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6 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Remembering November.

The building I lived in was old, rusty around the doorknobs, the 14th floor was still half under construction. The we...

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This Building in Reverse

My word muscles are stiff. My writing bones ache. The prose reads like a bruise. I burst bored air through my lips, ...

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Laying Siege

I lay siege to it. This was war and a fast and furious assault seemed the surest course. There was a front to push fo...

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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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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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Absent.

11 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Absent

Absent. The perfect word to describe the situation. Paul and Maria Strickland sat at their kitchen table eating brea...

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Absent

The episodes were getting more frequent. I'd forget where I was. Friends looking at me strangely as I carried on conv...

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Absent Professor

He was absent. Again. The kid would only show up on test days - on which he performed well enough. But that wasn't th...

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