Originally posted 2016-10-21 17:00:25. One Mississippi. Two Mississippi. Three Mississippi. Boom. Three miles, the storm was already three miles away and I could not wait for the end. I hid under the covers even though the air was getting stale, and I felt like I could not breathe in deep enough. Every intake too shallow,…

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Originally posted 2016-10-21 12:00:19. How dare she call me a lil demon! I scrunch myself down into the tiniest possible position I can, and my eyes dilate, working out the exact calculation I need. I pounce, not so much graceful as I am flexible, so I bounce more than fly. My teeth try to find…

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Originally posted 2016-10-14 12:00:53. Once a month, Vigak craved treacle tarts. She craved them so much, that she had learned long ago how to make them for herself, and she would make and devour an entire batch during the full moon. A tiny scar could be visible if she moved in just the right angle,…

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Originally posted 2016-10-07 12:00:00. You decide to tell Ben you do not want him going upstairs. For some reason you don’t want Ben snooping around. Something doesn’t feel right. “Ben I’d rather you didn’t,” you say. “I need to have a shower and get ready for work.” He looks surprised but then shrugs his shoulders….

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Originally posted 2016-09-30 12:00:26. Opening my eyes, I’m momentarily disoriented as sight and sound return to me. Water swirls around my boots as lights flicker overhead. I smell blood on the air. Jeremy’s voice echoes in my head “You will be hunted.” Fucking Demons. The last time my pack walked into a demon’s trap, we…

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Originally posted 2016-09-23 17:00:58. Boxes unpacked, first days of work and school started and now in the past by a fortnight, the Gibsons waited for the news of their newest family member. They didn’t bargain for the unique triplets. They were all born on the same day, but to different mothers, but were all found…

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Originally posted 2016-09-23 12:00:07. You decide to call Ben. You’re not up to another fight with Kathryn. Ben will know what to do. It takes about twenty minutes for Ben to get to the house. You give him a cup of coffee and tell him what happened. After you’ve finished Ben asks, “And you definitely…

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Originally posted 2016-09-16 17:00:25. She had wanted to go to BookCon since she was a little girl and had first heard about it. Every year though, there was some other reason for her not to be able to go; school, medical emergency, gas tank full of holes; whatever the reason, she had sadly waited years…

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Originally posted 2016-09-16 08:00:02. Who decides if something is sacred? Am I really to believe a bunch of old guys sitting around in Rome got to decide what millions of people now believe, and that their initial beliefs survived more old guys modifying the word to make it fit society? Who am I to say…

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Originally posted 2016-09-09 17:00:36. Your phone is ringing. It’s too loud. Your head hurts. Not surprising given the fact you were drinking heavily last night. You reach over and grab it from the bedside table. “Hello, who is this, do you know what time it is?” Silence. Then a soft laugh. “You know who I…

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Originally posted 2016-09-02 17:00:56. The eyes fluttered, but she remained asleep through the rain. A half-hearted yawn escaped from her mouth, but the mind was already slipping into the realm of the dream world. There, she was fearless. She was not timid and shy, but rather incredibly brave and unafraid to demand what she wanted…

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Originally posted 2016-08-19 17:00:08. The back county lane was almost knee-deep with rain water, washed up gravel, mud, and all sorts of busted weeds, twigs and other debris. Jill had to get the alpacas off the southern field though, so this was her only means to get them to the raised western portion of her…

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Originally posted 2016-08-19 12:00:18. A lone craft glided out on the dark lake in the morning fog. A rowboat leaving lazy ripples in its wake. As the ghosts of mist danced on the water, reaching to ascend into the sky, a lone girl pulled the oars. Stroke. Stroke. Drift. The fog made way, allowing her passage into…

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Originally posted 2016-08-05 17:00:51. She sat in the dark tent, blanket over her head, flashlight tucked into her tank top strap, staring down at the paper and pen in her hand. She didn’t want to disturb her tent-mate, so she tried to write silently, willing the batteries to hold out on her flashlight long enough…

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Originally posted 2016-07-29 18:28:12. It’s not everyday you meet your soul mate. But on that fated day, there are supposed to be hearts in the air and birds singing. It’s supposed to be the best and most amazing day of your life… if you’re perceptive enough to recognize it… and then what? How long does…

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