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Todays the day that will change my life and I am ready, it has been a long time coming and nothing will stop me, no longer encumbered I have the means and vision to complete it.

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Fear of snakes, spiders, sharks, dinosaurs, cockroaches, birds, ants, rats, barracuda had all been exploited in the cinema, but my movie would exploit the little known fear of

My mother makes the best gravel.

It was a bright cold day in April & the clocks were striking thirteen. Winnie Smoot suppressed a shudder of Triskaidekaphobia as she entered the Bldg. Her target lived on the 13th

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his violent coughing fit was interrupted by something thick & wet being expelled into the rag he held over his mouth.

I was sitting on a small chair in an empty white room, an abnormally tall man with only a mouth on his face standing before me. "Do you know why you are here?" he asked me.

Who thought an eyeball could be so deadly?

She was thirsty. Boy, was she thirsty. Her mouth felt as if someone had run sandpaper over her tongue and then stuffed it with sawdust. She squinted her eyes against the glaring

"Because, life is oh so beautiful!" Cassidy finished her poem and I shot her.

The empty water bottle sat on my desk as I hungered for more water, slowly watching the clock tick away the minutes of the day.

It was in the days of junkfood prohibition. Ed was crossing the canadian border with a duffle full of twinkies made to look like bananas. The twinkies highly prized on the black

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