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StoryA Damn Fine Fellow! hudsonmoon96 years 6 months ago
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My stories

Stepping Stone

(250 word limit flash) “So you made it,” she said with indifference. “Surprised I came?” “As if I cared, Joe.” “My name’s Stephan.” “You’re just...

Childhood's End

The gate stands between the houses as it always had. The paint’s peeling with the wood showing through like weathered bones, silvered and cracked,...

The Argument

The car became a symbol of his anger. She said nothing as each gear was rammed home like a punch to her face, the rev-counter diving into red-lined...

Bastard

Such a sweet girl, but boy, could she pack a punch. My head rocked and my skin burnt as she hit me again. ‘Don’t you DO this to me, you bastard!’ She...

Murderer

I killed her. Just like that. She forced me to do it, of course. By her actions, her tendencies, her personality. Inevitably it all led to her death...

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