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6 stories · started almost 17 years ago
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daytime dream

about 6 years ago, at the time I firstly thought about study in UK. So I prepare the ielts in Shanghai. When I finish...

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Letter from a Desert Island

He opened the letter from his cousin, reluctantly breaking open the blue air-mail envelope. Who uses old-fashioned sn...

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Walking and Thinking

The rain pounded on his jacket and head like furious warriors attempting to break the city's gates. His paced quick...

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Gradually.

15 stories · started over 15 years ago
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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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7 stories · started over 15 years ago
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mexico

are in me

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The Teleporter, Part 3

Two men entered, wearing respiratory masks. They came over to the register and looked at Martin, who just looked back...

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Forensics

Officer Malone stopped at the doorway of the house. "Do you smell that?" she asked. The rest of the team paused as ...

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3 stories · started over 14 years ago
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No Value

What happens when life finally becomes too much to bear? He thought about it a great deal - but was unable to put his...

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Boogie

Erring on the side of caution I took two of the smaller ones. Just like breakfast, or a night on the town. My body wa...

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Breaking Glass Wrist

There was a girl that I used to work with at the Goodwill who had eyes that were far too close together. Her body was...

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Malcolm's coo became a cry.

4 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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Where is the Wheel? Where

Malcolm's coo became a cry. The big hands came, to sweep him up, into the dark, cradled, into the big arms. And his c...

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Something in Common

Malcolm's coo became a cry. The child peeked into the cardboard box, vexation clearly etched etched upon his face. "...

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Traffic Light

Malcolm's coo became a cry. It had been hours since we had locked ourselves out of the house but it made no differen...

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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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6 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Remembering November.

The building I lived in was old, rusty around the doorknobs, the 14th floor was still half under construction. The we...

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This Building in Reverse

My word muscles are stiff. My writing bones ache. The prose reads like a bruise. I burst bored air through my lips, ...

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Laying Siege

I lay siege to it. This was war and a fast and furious assault seemed the surest course. There was a front to push fo...

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I'm in love with a robot.

13 stories · started over 15 years ago
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I'm In Love With A Robot

I'm in love with a robot. I know, I know, that sounds strange. But I am. It's name, or at least the name I gave it, i...

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The girlfriend side of the bed

I am in love with a coffee machine. A robot that makes coffee. I am giddy about it my mornings are filled with percol...

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Golden skin glowed in the afternoon sun, revealing a fine tracery of pale blue at the inside of the wrist. Lips, lus...

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Absent.

11 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Absent

Absent. The perfect word to describe the situation. Paul and Maria Strickland sat at their kitchen table eating brea...

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Absent

The episodes were getting more frequent. I'd forget where I was. Friends looking at me strangely as I carried on conv...

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Absent Professor

He was absent. Again. The kid would only show up on test days - on which he performed well enough. But that wasn't th...

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14 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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The Payphone

"What's that, Daddy?" James hid a smile behind his hand and answered, "That's a telephone, sweetie. You put money in...

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Meth-talk.

It's ringing. Ringing. Ringing. Ringing. STOP it from ringing! Karla never wanted to hear his voice again. Never wan...

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A dry, sandy summer like this one. I had met him just a mile down, by the Shell gas station, his cowboy boots kicking...

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