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“So, what are we doing today?” Nikki asks. I stare at myself in the salon mirror. “Just a trim,” I answer. A few minutes later,
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“So, what are we doing today?” Nikki asks. I stare at myself in the salon mirror. “Just a trim,” I answer. A few minutes later,
Now, I’m not Forrest Gump, but I have had a few minor brushes with history in my life and, oddly enough, one of them involves
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In a moment of father and son time together. The son asked his father what must I do to become a better person. His father
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Kelly Swain shook Harris Mason’s hand across the white-marbled table. “Welcome to your new home. I hope you’ll be happy here.” She slid a document
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When I moved out, I bought nail polish for the first time. Almost an entire row of little glass bottles: frosted, sparkling, pearlescent. Lipstick in
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Mr. Bunch woke up at exactly seven-thirty on Tuesday morning. He had woken up at seven-thirty on Tuesday morning ever since the hotel had introduced
Christopher Jones walked into his kitchen to find his very pregnant wife, dressed in a soft, red terrycloth bathrobe sitting in a chair and attempting
She was starting a few minutes late, but it was close enough for jazz. She scanned the crowd. Not huge, but decent. Almost all white
Charlotte hung up with the private investigator, smiling. Tossing her cell phone next to her on her suede gray sectional, she grabbed her silver cigarette
Later that afternoon I asked my wife what my daughter’s name was. She said, “Amy, silly”, and my only thought was to challenge her. “Are
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He didn’t dream, but neither was he fully unaware. Every now and then he woke up in the darkness when something changed. When light started
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Photo by Mae Mu on Unsplash At the studio, Maisie engulfs herself in her work. After hours alternating through various backgrounds and light combinations for
A true story created by yours truly – Satire Joachim looked at me as I considered his request. “So you and your boys want to
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It gets easier once you accept that nobody is coming to save you. Kind of like how those eight hour shifts at Hudson’s used to
“There you go, Kip! Soon your knee will be good as new!” BB rolled up the unused length of bandage and put it into a
This entire story already exists, but you are only experiencing it one word at a time as you move forward through it. You could, if
Gina was old now by nearly anyone’s standards. Her face was wrinkled and her joints creaked when she moved, especially first thing in the morning
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Who is inside Chelle’s phone? Chelle couldn’t figure out what was going on with her phone. She kept insisting to
Casey Spencer parked her black SUV in the middle of the circular driveway of the family manor she’d inherited from her grandfather. She turned the
Unlike many of her friends, Anne had always been a morning person. She was up early this morning to practise yoga while catching the sunrise
It was on the coldest most pitch black night that the phenomenon took place. The angry sky roared and wept it’s hardest as if it
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Jack walked into the drug store not really remembering why he was there. I really need to start writing stuff down, he thought. I’m getting
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I wrote this story based on the song “Invisible” by Anna Clendening – I suggest listening to it after you finish reading! — Day 254
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Jim hated mid-morning appointments. He could sleep in a little bit. He could, but he couldn’t. It was too big. He’d been unemployed for too
Timmy ran through the bunched up bulk of faded fall leaves. He cornered the edge of the playground, the swings still flowing back and forth
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