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Being John
Then I have it. The most inappropriate thought possible.
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Forgotten
“You seen her?” Tim asked, turning to me. I looked over at the bungalow, thinking. “Not since before the flood.” I finally said.
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Naive, Once Seventeen
A look back, on what once was.
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Jack the Lad
I lay awake in my bed, counting cobwebs on the ceiling; until Jack staggered up to my door and threw it open. “Time to get up,” he grunted. Counting cobwebs must be like counting sheep.
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Mary Beth and Joe
I've been reading Roald Dahl, and this is a tribute to his story, Lamb to the Slaughter. 1,700 words.
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