The House on Jackson Street
I used to walk with her, now I walk alone. We used to marvel at the beautiful houses together, now I look…
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Plot Thirteen
I open my eyes, yet they do not see. I reach out with my hands, yet I am constrained. I inhale deeply,…
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The Marble Slab Part 1
The nonstop pitter-patter of the cold rain against my bedroom window, set the mood. I found myself rubbing my eyes unable to…
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The Eye of the Storm
The storm slithered across the countryside, consuming all in its path. Hurricanes are nasty, especially in southern Florida. This one was a…
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The Hanging Tree
The ball flew towards the boy. With a cry of alarm, the boy dropped to the floor. “Damnit Jimmy, you're supposed to…
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Night Shift
I work the night shift at a local mom-and-pop convenience store at the front of my neighborhood. We sell snacks, drinks, milk,…
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