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Travel light, but take everything with you.

19 stories · started over 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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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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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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8 stories · started about 16 years ago
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A Holiday Swim

While me and my friend were packing, I thought of what we will do during the holiday we have away from school or stre...

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Mind And Body

I was scared. I could see another perspective of myself. Did I want this to happen, no, but did it happen for a reaso...

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And There Was Nothing

I lay there, floating. On the outside, at least. On the inside, I walked quietly down a dark hallway towards a bright...

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Giving in wasn't an option.

12 stories · started over 15 years ago
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My Fantasy

I am looking out the window of my tiny house in Michigan and watching the snow pile up on the road. I won't be going ...

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Reinforcement

Giving in wasn't an option. The first time Ted died he didn't really notice, being in a full on berserk. One of his i...

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Appearances

Giving in wasn't an option, but there was little else she could do. "Ok, ok," she told the young galant with the sh...

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Lost, without a hand to hold.

20 stories · started about 15 years ago
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Lost without him

My father had died.I was lost without any one to hold my hand.I was left alone. With no family.My hand just banged ag...

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Looking Back

It was such a long time ago. Such a very long time ago. Yet for some reason she had still believed she would know t...

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Lost

When I lost my mother in the store, I was only three years old. I can't remember what happened but I still wake up in...

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5 stories · started over 15 years ago
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The Pilgrimage

Down six steps and under the fire escape. Don't knock on the door, follow the hall to the end. Go through the curt...

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Prey

He had her in his sights. The moment he saw her, he zeroed in on his prey. Her grace, her beauty... she stood apart f...

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Unexpected Feelings

Holographic women are all the rage. Easier than humans to be around. No talking back or gorging on chocolates to ruin...

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Swing.

16 stories · started over 15 years ago
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The death swing

My mind was moving faster than my body. I wanted to play in the swing so bad but my feet weren't moving fast enough. ...

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Missing

I let out a heavy sigh as I stepped over the cobwebs, allowing myself to have a moment of preparation. The swing rock...

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grievously unavoidable

she couldn't do it. her moist, clammy hands clung to the wooden pole with vicious might as she drew in intermittent, ...

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5 stories · started almost 14 years ago
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The Gay Hero

As Thomas was smoking in an alleyway, he heard a scream. He walked out of the alleyway slowly, being observant of his...

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Mistake

The old trash can on Drake and Washington avenue was the witness to the biggest mistake of George's life. Sadly, he t...

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Drake Street

I waited on the corner of Drake Street and Something. I shielded my eyes from the bright gray to see the paintings on...

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8 stories · started over 15 years ago
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God's Words

She slept in the open air, in the windy hills, on a soft pillow. She was covered in the blankets of her mother's mot...

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And We Depart

Finally, we came to rest. The day's work had been long but fruitful. We had made double the monies we would have on...

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My heart was in Ohio.

My eyes were tired; I rolled over in my bed, and stared briefly at the moon. I turned back to face my fan; the 90-de...

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