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£18000.

9 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Big Numbers

He could not even translate it. It was what one might call a specific knowledge, the fact that he did not understand ...

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Conscience

£18,000. That is what the twisted gold wire bracelet was worth to me. Commonly known as a torc. Iron age. It was easy...

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All it would take.

£18000. That's all it would take. But it was more than Charles had, that was certain. He gazed in wonder at that glos...

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3 stories · started about 15 years ago
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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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9 stories · started over 15 years ago
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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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Hero · Villain · Goal

Pirate with a Wooden Leg · Woodpecker · Float to Shore

4 stories · started almost 17 years ago
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The storm had blown over, but not before it had blown over his ship, along with all of his crew. The captain always w...

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The Pecker

So close, yet so far. Matey the Pirate never understood the phrase until these last few days of his life. The woodp...

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Mirage

The waves were bigger than she'd ever seen before. They were not waves tonight. They were destructive bombs, pulveriz...

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4 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Freedom or Security

Half naked and desperate, the child climbed the thin bars of the door, her cage, staring at the world outside. Her ri...

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futureproof

It was difficult getting to people to understand that actually you wanted to be in the cage. That the cage was the sa...

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The Simple Things

The first few days she hadn't noticed the bars. She'd noticed very little about her surroundings other than that they...

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Spinning.

16 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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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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Lola.

16 stories · started over 15 years ago
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The Old Library

Prompt: Lola “Who’s for another?” it came out as one word. Jack knew it and hid the knowledge with busy bustle. He...

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Lola

The moment she walked into the room, I knew I was in for a wild time. Dressed to the nines, head to toe in the most w...

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Lola

Lola, she was a dancer... something about flowers in her hair or was it her underwear? He couldn't actually remember ...

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Green.

10 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Green

Green cover holds me. Oak Tree stands guard behind me. Sun warms me. Stream sings me to sleep. Sleep meets with Dream...

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Vihreä

Her eyes were green. No, not just green. Emeralds, yet infinitely more precious. Like the sea, though far more deep a...

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Running Away

Green. Indubitably so. A vast expanse if it, spreading out to the horizon. Different shades breaking it up into secti...

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The gate closed behind them.

21 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Orphange

I stood on the old wooden bed I always slept in. There was always a window up high and I would always look up to it a...

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Three Chance, Two Donors, One Hope

Three Chances. Two Donors. One Hope. December 4th. Today is the third anniversary of your first bone marrow transp...

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Fame

Rudolph ran as fast as his four legs would carry him. He had run out of fairy dust over a remote forest, and unfortun...

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