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    Distortion. If I could put that moment into one word that would be it. Everything in my mind was racing‚ as if my thoughts were on a high speed merry go round that was no longer full of merriment‚ but filled with a feeling of disaster. Drowning in a vast sea of uncertainty‚ the light shining from above was slowly vanishing from sight. I no longer had hope. I remember just wanting to sleep. To drift away and have all my pain and worries leave my body. I never wanted to wake up and feel the agony

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    The Equidry Short Story

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    morning‚ there’s a shadow that looked weird around the edge of the cave. Really weird‚ he never saw any of shadows that looks like that. And there’s always different sounds coming from the shadow. He calls it “Equidry”. He went to talk to his friends about normal things‚ but when he is talking to his friend‚ he’s actually looking at their shadows. But he never spot any of shadows that looks like the one that is around the edge of his cave on EVERY Sunday morning. Daniely really want to know what Equidry

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    Radford: A Short Story

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    singing‚ playing piano and guitar on my free time. I also seem to lose myself in writing in various forms throughout the day. I feel as if I am a good fit for Radford. I’m a people person‚ I enjoy making others smile and talking to others learning about them. I want to get to know a lot of people‚ and make a lot of life-long

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    Adsila Short Story

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    “No sir‚ I have not‚” answered Adsila. “You have created what seems to be a body of water‚” explained Kumjua. Adsila already knew that it was she who created the body of water Kumjua was talking about. She could not possibly believe if she were to continue to cry‚ it would grow bigger and create a beautiful piece. So that is what she did. Adsila cried and cried and stared at her tears build up right in front of her eyes. The tears flowed left to

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    Hange: A Short Story

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    There’s something so tragically beautiful about the rain‚ Hange muses to herself as she traces and connects the transparent drops dotting the mullioned window. She can’t deny it: it’s certainly fitting for the given situation. She breathes in and the fiery ache within her lungs doesn’t go away; it only worsens‚ and she fears‚ for a fleeting moment‚ that maybe it’ll burn a cavity through her chest. When she exhales‚ she feels a lump in her throat and a persistent ache behind her eyes. Her head feels

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    RBA: A Short Story

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    of our final game I was in our backyard hitting. As I was hitting my brother walked outside to help me. He told me to stop hitting so he could tell me what happened yesterday. And when he was talking I really didn’t understand what he was talking about. After he told me what happened‚ I could tell that he was really trying to help me. Once we were done talking I realize that we had an RBA‚ as Covey said “make deposits into your RBA” (Covey 135). While driving to my game I wanted to go over my

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    Slavery: A Short Story

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    you know better than that and trolls were basically just humans. Only a little bit more grey. You’d been stealing money from this asshole for about as long as you knew he existed‚ it’s been at least four months and asswipe here was none the wise‚ such a shame for him considering that every time you came around‚ there was something new to be learned about him‚ his hive‚ and the schedule that he kept. The most important thing you’ve uncovered‚ however‚ was that none of the files on his slaves (former

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    Traumas: A Short Story

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    A small village‚ in the middle of the desert. Built from hardened sand that was molded into houses. It was midday‚ and all of the villagers were inside of their clay huts‚ waiting for the sandstorm outside to slow down. It had started a couple of miles away‚ but the dry‚ loose‚ sand and harsh winds had been perfect for it to grow. It had only been bad luck that it went to their village. In the farthest hut to the east‚ almost outside of the village‚ Tomas was curled up in a chair in the center

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    Bees: A Short Story

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    Auburn and not Bee. Anything Auburn did‚ Pat did. Bee sat at the table allowing her elbows to hold up her posture and waited for breakfast. Her mind wandered elsewhere as she began to think about what Auburn had said‚ blocking out her mother and Auburn’s conversation. She had realized what Auburn said… something about having fun at HER birthday party just for Auburn. Bee had these moments- they were almost second thoughts… She sometimes regrets becoming so close to someone. There were moments in their

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    Carwash: A Short Story

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    you see this?” she asks. Without even a glance at her car‚ I respond‚ “Of course‚” and guide her vehicle onto the track for a second time. A customer asking for a rewash is such a common occurrence that my coworkers and I don’t even think twice about giving them out. Moreover‚ it’s still early in my shift and the last thing I want to do is deal with an irate customer. So I send her through the wash and carry out my previous task at hand--scrolling through my twitter feed. The day

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