Christmas Wishes
/When Christmas Eve's clock…
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…the hour turning midnight and Christmas Eve transitioning to day Princess Lida sat on her perch pondering the…
By Marc OBrien
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The Getaway
/…on the steering wheel, sending the pick-up truck skidding around the corner. Simon, in the passenger seat, and Kathy in the back, slid and swayed with the rocking of the vehicle. The bank robbery had gone well. They had made it away with the loot. Now, they just had to make their…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreCrushed
/…awoken by his alarm. The morning sun is streaming in through the window of his room and into his eyes. It's bright and warm, and for once Keith feels good in bed—not even sore from the night before. The bed shifts as Lance rolls over beside him, stretching out languidly. His hair is sticking up every which way and…
By Helen R. Steel
Charlie Says
/…came bursting into the house, red-faced and sweating from playing out on the park with his friends. There was nothing he enjoyed more than tearing around with his mates. He had just a vivid imagination and everything was an adventure. His mother and father looked up from their paperback…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreThe Write People
/…clutched his written story and looked around at his friends, his fellow story writers. They were gathered in his small apartment room, squeezed in on the sofas and sitting on the floor rugs, all eager to hear what he had written. The group exchanged stories, shared ideas and were, as far as…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreA Rural New Year's Eve
/Faced boredom one…
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…hovered over the Farm on night 365 and young Paulie closed the schoolbook’s next chapter before pushing his chair out. Standing up motioning towards the door, he saw…
By Marc OBrien
Read MoreThe Right Turn
/…around the vets waiting room, his Labrador flaked out on the floor in front of him. While his dog, Whiskey, was at the veterinary surgery for his check-up and booster, some of the other patients looked to be in for more complicated treatments. There was a Boxer dog with green gunk…
Read MoreThe Otsego House
/The scene through wall…
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…New York State Route 51, which runs north and south through the village of Morgan’s Landing, there was the Otsego House where local drinkers gathered…
By D.A. Helmer
Read MoreThat Kind Of Stuff
/…for only a short while. I had it right in my hands. I’m still not sure if it escaped my grasp or if I intentionally let it go. I'll tell you this though, if there's a chance in hell to just touch it for a brief moment once again, I’d consider myself a lucky man. I bet there’s plenty more sorry bastards…
By Judge Santiago Burdon
Read MoreOne Of Those Dreams
/…the fourth. See, there were countless days in my journey, but I only count four." The old man continues, pointing his callous finger in some direction, "the first day I was born. On the second day, I met a squirrel. On the third day, I burned my…
By Blue
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