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Nothing but a Nuisance. Short Story.

Gemma walked through the crowd, weaving her way through, that one always one of the things she hated about the weekends, so many people just milling around. She dodged to the left as the group of old women in front … Continue reading

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Road Trip. Short Story.

Hope everyone had a good weekend. Mine was ok, didn’t get up to a whole lot. I’m mostly back to normal now, woo! Had some really, really bad stomach cramps on Thursday but they’ve died off thankfully. Was a bit … Continue reading

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The Edge of the Universe. Short Story.

Jane stared out the window, it really wasn’t that impressive and it was nothing like she imagined. Really, the edge of the universe just looked like any other part of it. It was such a lie! How could there be … Continue reading

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Seeing is Believing. Short Story.

Greg looked at the cigarette on the table, it looked so innocuous. He picked it up and after a few calming breaths, lit it and took a drag. He started coughing almost immediately, he grabbed his glass of water and … Continue reading

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The Flesh. Flash Fiction.

“I feel sick.” “Just focus on walking, keep your head down and don’t look.” Carl stared at the pavement as he walked, Becky was slightly ahead of him, he focused on her red high heels, the steady click clack as … Continue reading

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The Daily Grind. Short Story.

“How many did we get today?” “Eight.” “Only eight?” Frank shrugged, “They’re getting nervous out there, noticing people are going missing. They’re not as trusting as they were. Besides, there’s only so many homeless people in one area.” “Not the … Continue reading

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Childhood Memory. Flash Fiction.

Dana cocked her head to the side, she could still hear that music, so very faint, just on the edge of her hearing. She looked around for a source, but could see none, no one else on the street seemed … Continue reading

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