shadow28's photo

Regrets, we all have them. One in particular haunts me day and night. It all stems back to April '82. The wanton urge

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AmyKrav's photo

Jane was sensible. She knew that living a structured life brought stability, and that comforted her. Every morning she

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AmyKrav's photo

Terry was good at really chess. In fact, he was something of a prodigy. Of course you'd never know it since

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shadow28's photo

Eating four bean salad before a meeting was a very bad idea. She kept going on and on and won't shut up. If I moved

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sulaas's photo

With a Fluff-a-Nutter sandwich in hand I decided it was time to

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gatecoach's photo

It was 7:30 in the AM and 10 below, but there we were standing on top of the mountain in our

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heeels12's photo

Her hair was red like fire, and glistened in the sun. She was the last of them - the Gingers. Soon to expire, soon

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eap5000's photo

She turned to me with a look in her eyes that said come and get me. And frankly, how could I refuse?

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LadyHime's photo

Simon woke up one day at the sound of a bloody, mangled hand scratching at his window. Moans were echoed outside. He got

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geoff's photo

It was Friday and muggy. He kicked off his shoes, loosened his neck-tie and poured himself a whiskey. Just as he sat

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