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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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I Forgot One Thing

"No parking anytime" read the sign on the tall, black, iron gate. "Well, if I'm going to break the rules, I guess th...

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The House No One Dared To Enter

There once was a house that no child or adult dared enter, the house was known to be haunted. Even though that the ho...

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No Parking Anytime

Joshua parked in front of the iron gate, irritated at this sign, just one of many from his absentee father. He was ne...

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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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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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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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Knives

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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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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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2070.

15 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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2070

2070. Last digits of the code. No matter what they did, I was not going to tell them the rest of it. My undercover me...

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Joskus

I liked Erica, but Daddy didn't. She did everything for him, like the man on the advert said she would, and it had me...

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what i want for 2070

2070, by 2070 i want all the bad things to be gone. i want there to be a cure to all the bad things that affect our w...

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My Father

I remember when I was a kid. I sat on the edge of my father's car, waiting for him come home from his walks. I would ...

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Soft Mountain

I remember the smell of wet snow on a blinding morning. Squinting through glare and steam. Battleship twigs wobble in...

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America the Bountiful

The winter of 1970 in the Bay Area was not something I ever expected to experience- especially since I was born in 19...

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Gradually.

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Genesis

Slowly it built, piece by piece. The atoms of its essence compiling line after line, upwards and outwards, exploding ...

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A Great Morning

"Big wheels keep on turnin'..." Paul's hands beat on the steering wheel in time with Lynyrd Skynrd as he drove down t...

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Gradually

Gradually. That was the secret, wasn't it? Build up their trust or indifference, either one would do, like in t...

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