She had trapped this rich bastard in an air tight underwater Mini. He could scream but no one would hear him. He could only communicate to her through a walkie-talkie and she

Every morning, Pamela paused on her way to the bus stop to look at the flowers beginning to come up through the layer of mulch and garbage along the edge of the park. Spring is

Once upon a time in a far far away land, lived a beautiful princess. She was so pretty that her mother and father locked her away in a tower. She was not able to get out.

I don't remember much after the third inning, except for the feel of

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Today was a great day with the bae! It was totally rockin!

I layed wide awake in my bed, still as the air. All i could hear was my heavy breath moving in and out of my lungs, i stared out the window frightened of what might be downstairs

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Larry was the misunderstood Stooge.

The phone idled quietly against the monitor. Most of the time it waited for calls, but the CIA back door had accessed the camera and was streaming audio and video, monitoring his

Among the few things I regret are that I never had a sound understanding of quantum mechanics. Spin? Location?

Linda stared out the window, watching as the breeze ruffled the leaves on the tree in her immediate line of sight. She was so focused on the world around her, she didn't hear

Linda wandered aimlessly, looking for her classroom, before she gave up hope and locked herself in the bathroom.

One summer before the sun had reached its place in the center of the sky, a young frog named Wrinkle was waking on his lily pad. Wrinkle had one goal before the sun went down:

The unfortunate child was born with a rare form of spina bifida, so rare that it had no name. The doctors mockingly called it anal bifida. Hugh Chauncey Pinkingford III had no

To whom it may concern, I'm sorry. I don't know what I'm sorry for, but I'm really really sorry. I'm sorry you had to put up with me for all this time. I'm sorry I had to leave.

The man in the bright green 80s strapless tube dress and torn fishnets winked a heavily made-up eye at me, then, twirling around the lamppost, stuck his ample behind sheathed in

Sir Albert set out on his quest for the Holy Grail on a warm July day in the year of the Lord 1234. his companion, a serf named Harold, carried the heavy stuff.

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There once was a beaver named Danny Chomp. He lived in a dam with his aunt Miss Chew. He was thrown out by hurricane De Glomp. He then woke up next week in Timbuktu.