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I've always loved filling notebooks, whether with scribbles or stories or just to vent. Notebooks come and go. They're easily replaced. You can find them anywhere, and get them cheap. But over the summer when I was 8, I found one that was special. It was a plain looking wide-ruled notebook with a purple cover, and it had been hiding underneath my dresser. I already had all of my school notebooks assigned by color to different classes, and purple hadn't been one of them. I assumed I'd just gotten an extra one for home and forgotten about it. I dusted it off and set the notebook on the little desk where I did my homework.
By Rebekah Conard5 months ago in Fiction
The Doppelgänger ▌│█║▌║▌║ ║▌║▌║█-𝙳𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝙲𝚞𝚝-. Content Warning.
Marcus recklessly jumps over logs and ducks under branches running through the moonlit forest. He’s desperate to find a way out of this nightmarish trap. Thoughts of guilt try to distract him from the task at hand. Only the determination to escape overrides the freshly engraved images circulating his mind.
By Lamar Wiggins5 months ago in Fiction
Black Scales
Every evening, the small children were sent to the shore to collect the dragon scales. When the pink warmth and light of the evening had finally faded, mothers kissed chubby cheeks and held back tears. Some shot fearful glances towards the lake, and others were steadfast in avoiding looking in that direction.
By L.C. Schäfer5 months ago in Fiction
Contemporaneous Cognates
In the suburbs of Chicago, Illinois, the United States………in the first dimension Sarah looked in the mirror, leaned closer and with a smooth, clean handkerchief carefully smudged the immaculately applied red lipstick staining her lips. She took a moment to appreciate their glorious perfection, all too recently plumped by the top local plastic surgeon. This, along with all the other means the surgeon had employed to guarantee facial perfection, had cost a handsome penny, but it had been well worth the expense. What was this life worth if you couldn’t attain perfection and enjoy such things at thirty-two? After all, it wouldn’t be long before she had to face the dreaded middle age years, so she needed to be sure she approached them in excellent condition.
By Cindy Calder5 months ago in Fiction
He Thought He Knew All There Was To Know About His Long Time Friend
We were friends in high school living parellel lives. And we got married, had children, and went to college. It was a struggle at times, but we did a lot of partying on weekends and that was our time for just us, until he stopped the partying.
By Denise E Lindquist5 months ago in Fiction
The Keyhole Marriage
I was that kid who used to sneak glimpses of her friends and family through the keyhole, to see what they were up to. I would put my eye against the hole and catch a glimpse of their world, like a tiny television that never revealed the complete story.
By Sam H Arnold6 months ago in Fiction
The Smoke of Their Torment . Content Warning.
Mama, I’m so sorry. I’m so damned sorry. I tried to wash up but in this poor lamplight I can hardly tell whats ink and whats his blood. I ain’t bad, mama. I swear I aint. And I’ll always be your boy. Remember that time I caught us that whopper of a catfish. You and daddy was so proud, we was all so hungry.
By Sandor Szabo5 months ago in Fiction
The Painting. Runner-Up in Parallel Lives Challenge.
I used to paint. I used to have hobbies, friends. A life. But I knew he wouldn’t stop hitting me, so I left. I could put up with the rages. It was kinda comforting, in a way. Just like my dad all over again, so I mostly ignored it. But I told him after the first hit that it was his once. He’ll never get another. Well, that promise lasted exactly till the next paycheck, and the bender that came with it.
By Meredith Harmon5 months ago in Fiction
