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6 stories · started about 14 years ago
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the opening

the grand opening was boring yet it was also very romantic me and my husband had went to the opening because he knew ...

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The Cheater

He looked upwards. My goodness - it was high! What would he feel like under these arched ceilings, dwarfed by the mas...

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No "the"

Arches atop tall pedestals opened into an ample space, magnified by groin vault ceilings. Red brick, scrubbed clean, ...

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Vanquished.

18 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Short for Nothing

Your foundation was laid a long time ago. You said it was always the same, just before. His voice offering up your na...

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Beautiful

Monica Albott had never been beautiful. Sure, she had been cute, pretty even, but never beautiful. She said this ove...

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Morning trouble

Creeping up again. That is what I thought as as I woke up in my nice but dull apartment. The life I had made for myse...

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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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Hero · Villain · Goal

Private Morlane · Rooster · Let the regiment sleep

5 stories · started about 16 years ago
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Hero at Midnight

Hero at Midnight No one could remember who among them gave him the name Rooster; probably someone long gone by this ...

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Come To Snuff the Rooster

Private Morlane glanced at the watch that he'd taken off and left on the small table by his cot, rubbing his sleep-we...

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The Regiment Sleeps

Morlane hung his head. At times like these, his emotions were torments of conflict. He was grateful, yes; but he was ...

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A Modest Birthday

The kids huddled around the tiny bundt cake, sipping juice from their plastic cups. A lone candle burned at the cen...

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Birthday bunker

We have been in the bunker for weeks now sharing a room with me and my five brothers. Its hard to imagine our life be...

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these last little fires

If I were a scientist I would invent a drug, which could bring me back to all of the feelings I was able to experienc...

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My feet ached, but it was well worth it.

12 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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Shrimpy

In the scheme of things, it wasn't a permanent state I was after. Just long enough to get on stage, dance for two min...

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Run.

My hands and feet ache, but it was well worth it. We are nearly there, a couple more hours. Georgie is starving and I...

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Journey with a Cause

My feet ached, but it was well worth it. This is what I said when I completed that trek. The endless days and nights,...

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Taste.

12 stories · started over 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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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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I shot my butler.

12 stories · started over 15 years ago
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I Shot My Butler

I shot my butler. He was a mole! I should have known. I'm trained to tell whether someone is lying or not. I'm a secr...

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I shot my butler.

I shot my butler. I never really wanted to though, He was a kind man. It was a week ago, and since then I've been a...

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Twist Endings

"I shot my butler." I threw the manuscript across the room. Grabbed a scotch. No. Wait. Wanted a scotch, grabbed a bo...

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The year was 1986.

15 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Mother's Lost Story

The year was 1986 and she was a high school softball star. So young and full of potential. She was beautiful. She had...

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South Louisiana Boy Laments

The year was 1986 and I was 10 years old living in south Louisiana. My family had been living in Louisiana for gener...

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Running

The year was 1986. My home, a typical home in Suburbia, USA. My life, a typical American teenager, filled with angst ...

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