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They were listening.

21 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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Listening

Blood dripped down from my arms to my legs. I was bound to a pole in an empty room with nothing but a mirror to look ...

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They Were Listening

I crept silently through then corridor, the occasional creak of the floorboards abruptly halting me in my path. The...

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Interrogation

They were listening. I wasn't worried though, It's not like I had anything important to say. Just knowing that they w...

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There was blood on my pillow.

15 stories · started about 15 years ago
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That all wrapped up nicely

"there was blood on my pillow and a noose in my heart" These country singers were getting downright moros, good thou...

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Blood On My Pillow.

There was blood on my pillow. It's 6 a.m. and there is blood on my pillow. I started to try and remember what happene...

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Terror In Their Midst

Whitechapel 1888. There was blood on my pillow again this morning when I awoke. My landlady has already been asking ...

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Deluxe.

7 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Deluxe. Platinum. Gold

Deluxe. Platinum. Gold. That is the key to success, she said to the audience, wine glass in hand. Everyone broke our ...

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Deluxe

The best oak hand sawn carved by a master carpenter. Plush deep red velvet that is soft to the touch yet heavy, and s...

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'deluxe'

"This is luxury." he whispered. I shook my head, not being able to process what he was saying properly. The room was...

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Taste.

12 stories · started about 15 years ago
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Overcompensation

In the beginning, he tasted like rainwater: salty. Dried sweat around the rim of his mouth, a taste that clung to his...

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Overcompensation

In the beginning, he tasted like rainwater: salty. Dried sweat around the rim of his mouth, a taste that clung to his...

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Flavors.

I can taste the tingle on my tongue the second it touches. I can smell the sweet/sour, crisp, smell. The food is amaz...

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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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Travel light, but take everything with you.

19 stories · started about 15 years ago
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Light travel

I look at the glistening gold clock hung onto the station wall. Time is ticking. So slowly I feel that time has froze...

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The Opportunity

This note. This one note. This small little ticket of joy, was my way out of here. Out of this dump. Where flies cons...

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Perhaps

"Travel light, but take everything with you," he said, his sky eyes looking off into the distance, "you never know wh...

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There's somebody standing in the corner of my room.

22 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Darkness

There's somebody standing in the corner of my room. Well, "standing" may be the wrong word. There's someone IN the c...

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Dependence

He likes his own room, but he likes mine more. He's five. Half the time, if he had his way he would climb back insi...

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Corner of the Room

There's somebody standing in the corner of my room. That's what she told me most days and as normal, I ignored her. I...

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Bombs were the last thing on his mind.

11 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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The Question

Bombs were the last thing on his mind. Everyone was hiding under desks, wary of the slightest sound whereas he was w...

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History

Bombs, were the last thing on his mind. Jack turned and spoke " It's funny, that today would have to be the day we be...

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Sales

Bombs were the last thing on his mind. So, when the topic came up, Ben was staring out the window thinking about his ...

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In hindsight, the solution was obvious.

19 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Sherlock

In hindsight, the solution was obvious. It was the one time Watson had solved the case before I had. He teased me abo...

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Superstition

The idea that bad luck happens when a black cat crosses your path is completely ridiculous. Maybe if the creature tri...

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Interview

I saw it then, I see it now but somehow the access or more the feeling of ownership yes the feeling of ownership over...

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She was the most delicate girl in town.

12 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Blind

She was the most delicate girl in town, so different from all the rest. I look at her and all I can do is smile, she...

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Fooled

She was the most delicate girl in town. Or at least, that's what they all thought. With her prim private school uni...

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The Delicate Chance

The Delicate Chance No one ever dared to push her too hard. She was robbed of all her real potential because everyone...

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