Category: Short Story
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Crazy Little Boy
The smell of death consumed the January morning. Not the metallic smell of human blood, but the sweet surrender of hope and dreams as life sleeps. Humans believe the slumber of nature is the source of their winter blues, but it’s really knowing that each year ends and begins sadder than the ones before. The…
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Pumpkin Snatchers
Halloween is a special holiday. It’s a day allowing kids, and even adults, to become anything they want for a night. Halloween is the only day that allows people to delve into the darkest part of their soul and display it on the outside. A day where people do not have to hide their sense…
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A Little Hope
I tried. Not once. Not twice. More than I am capable of counting really. Why? Hope. The promise of hope. I thought I had it, and maybe I do, but I don’t have hope in you. Maybe I lost hope when I started thinking about it, what it should be, or where it wasn’t. My…
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Feeling Proud – Instead of just Down
What a spring and summer this has been! I have been unemployed since 3/24/17. I can’t believe 4 months have passed by already. Unemployment has been an extremely difficult situation for me. Finances are certainly an issue, but the effect on my self esteem has been most severe. To my credit – I haven’t just…
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Picking Up Pieces
The faded blue summer sky highlighted the heat for Amanda’s friends and her to play in today. Hide and seek, running through sprinklers and drinking from the hose would be a part of their play time. Only children appreciate carefree days like this. Amanda loved to play outside. Each year her light blonde hair would…
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Saving Grace
The light pouring through the basement window was bright but altered through the dirt stuck to the glass. Noise from the outside was as clear inside as it was outside. Life was failing to be blocked from the darkness I was seeking. Failure is too often the best friend of my choices. I tried dying…
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The Little Things
I took a few days off from work. It was forced really. Leadership made the announcement that we had to have our PTO time down to 40 hours or less by April 1st, and any time over 40 hours would be forfeited. Well, I am not giving anything back I have earned, so 220 hours…
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Windmill Parable
Two men suffer accidents on the same day, but separate places and times. Both are hospitalized with doctors advising family members they are in critical condition. Both men have limited chance for survival. Michael is a white male who has lived 43 years. Will is a black male who has lived 39 years. Both men…
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Addicted to Pain
I have been successful for the last 10 days, 11 hours and 13 minutes. I have found the secret to slowing time down, and it is counting the minutes of your success daily. I am noticing sounds my mind learned to ignore. I have never noticed the clicking noise my clock in the living room…
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Freezing Fantasy
I don’t know why I did it, but the goal wasn’t to hurt anyone. It was a moment that deserved thinking beyond myself but I ignored it. I ignored everything that should have mattered. My frustration had been building for months. I was lonely, empty, and on fire with a desire to feel alive again.…
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Slacker and Steve gets me!
I have a morbid sense of humor. I admit it freely. You falling on your face is hilarious to me – so long as you are okay. My sensitivity is often in the negatives, and my family is quick to make sure I know that often. Really I am just trying not take things too…
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Princess Feeling
Opening the doors I was taken by the elegance of the room. The floor had a mahogany tone, and a gloss finish that mirrored the bottom reflection of each person on the floor. The walls were laced with oak wood, a few mirrors, and ivory wallpaper decorated by a gold trim. Two hundred guests filled…
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Sugar is my drug of choice
I was a pretty responsible teenager. I didn’t experiment with drugs, I only got drunk twice, and the only time I went to court was traffic court. I didn’t change in my adult years. My need to control everything around me made it easy to stay away from drugs and not get hooked on alcohol…
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Saved by the shave
Dating has never been a hobby of mine, but finding forever did not come quickly for me. I was 35 when I met him. I never thought when I started dating Derrick that laziness would save our relationship, but two years later I have learned that my shaving habits sealed the deal. No, I am…
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Slow Reality
The sound was unmistakable. I heard the pounding twice. Who would be knocking on my door at eleven o’clock at night? Quietly I walked down the stairs, and turned on the outside light, while lifting my toes to look through the peep hole through my door. Suspiciously no-one was in sight. Next, I opened the…
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