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nostalgia

You know this comforting feeling of nostalgia? It always catches me up, when I look at old pictures, just like this. ...

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Old and New Again

"I hope we never grow up," Kate said. "We will," answered Petra, "But we don't need to grow old." The memories of th...

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Photo Bullet

An old sepia photo can be a bullet. It can tear through the lineup of neurons, neatly lined up like socks on a bed. I...

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6 stories · started about 16 years ago
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Time Zones

A Time to grow And a Time to grow old A Time to learn And a Time to teach A Time to receive And a Time to give A Time...

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Everyone Wants to be Bogart

"Carry the wreath, Henry, your mother is waiting." Father's terse words spoken from the side of his mouth, muffled b...

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Sweaty Head

The sun this morning grows short thick shadows from the cobblestones. A sweaty head against the curb, red hatching at...

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Hey Lady Liberty

It had to be the bumblebee parachute. I wanted one with Hello Kitty on it but Al said no. Black and yellow clashed wi...

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Let's hear it for New York.

Wow. The Statue of Liberty. I've lived in New York my whole life, and have personally seen it one time, and it's on m...

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Lady Liberty

He could remember the first time he saw that statue. It was one of those things you simply never forgot, like a first...

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The Teleporter, Part 6

As the walked along a long fenced pathway, she told Martin, that she was bringing him to a refugee camp, and that she...

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Vantage Point

She pulled her head back from the binoculars, a scowl on her face. The were all over the streets, and it was only a m...

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The fat girl at Kentucky Fried Chicken touched my forehead with the palm of her hand. Her skin was oily and she had p...

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Hero · Villain · Goal

Writer · Americans · Hemingway

5 stories · started about 16 years ago
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Ink

Sitting at a desk with pen in hand. "It's us against the world." "Watch out, America." The circle of faces tight...

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Traitor

I was an optimist. I thought that I, like Hemingway, could weave my influence between countries, live in the welcomin...

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Dying in the rain

He couldn't see through the rain. The rain covered everything in sight, like a thick veil of mosquito netting had bee...

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8 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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The Newcomers

The alien craft exploded invisible to the human eye. The inhabitants had exited over an hour ago, running amazingly f...

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Red Squall

He smoked pipes, ate limes, ate the gnats he swiped from the air. The lions lounged in the front yard. He chose lions...

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On the fourth day of the invasion, the defenders opened the gates of the zoo. Let those bastards contend with lions ...

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First line

It was the fall that surprised me most.

28 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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Memories of Fall

After the murder I found it hard to recall what happened in my personal life but only remembered other things. The a...

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Friends Past the End

It was the fall that surprised me most. I watched as the sofa slid down the stairs of the women's dorm, I rushed down...

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Grandad's Body

It was a surpise to discover that grandad's home disappeared down the sink hole. The ground literally swallowed him u...

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First line

They crouched to peer beneath the stairs.

14 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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They crouched to peer beneath the stairs, the grime and dirt on the old hardwood floor unsettling beneath their feet....

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Stairs

They crouched to peer beneath the stairs, their eyes reflecting the light like stars in the darkness. Not that anyone...

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Winchester

There was only a sliver of space between the floorboards and the door under the stairs. It wasn't even really a door....

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Spinning.

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Spinning

Spinning. Spinning. Spinning. That is all she knows now. "You'll become dizzy soon," he whispers in her ear. She smi...

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The Telltale

Four minutes away from the burn point, one of the telltales switched from green to red. Tears streamed from my eyes, ...

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Chasing Freedom

The room kept spinning for the delicate human. You could tell by the way it swayed in its place on the floor beneath ...

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4 stories · started about 16 years ago
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Alone

It was a gloomy day in the middle of no where all i could see was piles upon piles of hay, it felt late and i ont kno...

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Deal

The fields were parched. There was no water. Where was the rain, she wondered as she stared across the cracked land...

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I'll Miss Him

I'll miss the way the breeze would blow hair into his eyes, and the way I would brush it away, asking him when he was...

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