Fiction
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For Vesper Blackmoore, it had been a long Tuesday workday as a summer housekeeper at the Hampton Inn, especially since she had just been fired at the end of her shift for getting caught stealing her sixty-seven-year-old coworker’s tips. Sure, Betsey’s name card was sitting on the dresser next to the thirty dollars left by
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“HAVEN!” I bellowed as I opened my eyes. I heard a sharp intake of air and I felt her jolt against my body, the rusted bedsprings squeaking underneath the thin mattress. Her dark figure was lingering over me as I violently woke up. She was looking at me with a doe-eyed stare, her long hair
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DISCLAIMER!!!!: The following is a completely fictionalized story based on this weird news article: “Elderly Woman Wakes To Find Exotic Animal On Her Chest” http://www.cnn.com/2016/01/27/living/exotic-animal-found-on-woman-kinkajou-miami-dade-irpt/ The chilly night of January 25th, 2016 was wild from strange start to crazy finish in Miami, Florida for poor, 99 year-old Cecilia Crawford. The fun began at 8:30 PM, when her
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“So, I had to pick up my dad from jail last night,” I casually stated while throwing a red skittle up into the air. I stopped walking beside Devin to place myself perfectly underneath the little dark dot that clashed with the pink sky. I could feel Devin watching and judging me, probably with her
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Caroline had successfully avoided hospitals and their emergency rooms for the duration of two whole years after her incident… but that ended when her 15 year old little sister shrieked of abdominal pain at 2:43 AM on a cold, dark, February morning. Caroline’s parents roused her from a perfect night’s sleep at 2:55 AM. “What
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“Do you know what it feels like to constantly dwell on something for years?” “I do.” “No Anna, you don’t. You think you do, but you don’t.” “Well, then explain it to me.” “But the thing is, I shouldn’t have to. You should already know!” “I want you to make eye contact with me while
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If I had to name something that I miss most in this world…it would be fresh air. I yanked my hood from my dark blue sweatshirt over my head as I stumbled out into the pouring black rain and dense fog. My ring had accidentally snatched and entangled a piece of my dirty-blonde hair when
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As the door to the house swung open, she let the winter air wash over her heated skin. The clothing she wore was hardly made for the plummeting temperatures outdoors and yet she did not care because she felt a treacherous fire brewing within her that needed to be extinguished. The darkness from outside slowly
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This headband, with cat ears attached on the top, feels tight around my scalp and the edges are digging into the back of my ears. My classmate, Adrian, gave it to me from her Halloween costume because she claims that: “My long hair looks prettier with a cute headband.” Sure, my straight, chocolate brown hair
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I was watching her sit at the top of the stairs, anxiously wringing her hands, and tapping her foot against one of the carpeted steps. Her tanned skin and blue eyes were tinted red with mascara running down her face. She was involuntarily taking in slight gasps of air because she had been sobbing only
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