Tag: short story
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The Window
PHOTO PROMPT © Mr. Binks I knew I was in the wrong town when I saw the roasting chickens behind the glass. I had never once tasted chicken or any meat come to think of it, so the daily reminder of what I could and could not do was terrifying. I should have done more…
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Zen
No matter how much time I tried to sit still and meditate, I could never get my mind to stop running away from me. In the few short minutes I managed to meditate in the last week or so, I came out of it feeling much better than I had in months. If only I…
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His First Assistant
“His first assistant was a nightmare,” Laurie gossiped. This was the only reason I was able and willing to sit at the desk next to her. I needed to know everything about the company because I needed to duplicate the entire company. Right down to the color of the carpet. And I needed to do…
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The Shoe
When I found the shoe behind my car, I knew who it belonged to and why it was there. It was Jake and he was trying to pull another prank over on me. But this time, I wasn’t going to fall for it. I steadfastly went on with my life and pushed Jake out of…
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Buried Secrets
“I’m not supposed to be talking to you,” I mumbled, trying to walk quickly away from AJ. He was the root of all my problems, and I had been too dumb to figure it out before now. He was the reason for my swift downfall, and I had run blindly into his trap. AJ had…
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The Future
“Well, I didn’t see that coming,” I said as I watched my car sink deeper into the pond. I glanced sideways as Suzy and almost laughed as her jaw seemed to be edging closer to the asphalt. I knew I shouldn’t be so happy about my car sinking into a pond, but I knew I would…
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Raging Fire
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The Scam
“I couldn’t believe Margaret didn’t know it was a scam. How could she not see all the red flags?” Molly was trying to stay calm, but I could tell she was nervous. She was usually upbeat, but her face had paled considerably since the news came. “I have no idea. She’s always telling us about…
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Pollution
As I watched the car slowly creep down the darkened street, I had suspicions of who was driving. But as Tyler often upgraded his external devices on a regular basis, I couldn’t be sure. He was always the first one with a new car, the newest phone, the newest clothes. Everything. I never knew what…