| Cold Shoulder
| | All she did was look at me out of the corner of her eye during the budget meeting and I knew: she... | | Words: | 63 | | Comments: | 21 | | Status: | Public |
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| Astronauts
| | In your eyes are the millions of stars I reach for... | | Words: | 138 | | Comments: | 13 | | Status: | Public |
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| Romance Challenge
| | It was such a simple gesture: I yawned so he reached out and pulled my head onto his shoulder. â??You... | | Words: | 184 | | Comments: | 10 | | Status: | Public |
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| Speed Demon (Wee Challenge #22)
| | I could’ve accepted a lot of my husband’s mistakes but couldn’t live with his impatience; the... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 07-01-08 |
| Words: | 66 | | Comments: | 9 | | Status: | Public |
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| Mike's Challenge: Cinders
| | What annoyed me the most was that it was my best blouse; a silk piece I bought because Glamour... | | Words: | 170 | | Comments: | 8 | | Status: | Public |
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| Atlantic City
| | I wish I could remember the day or even the month but all I remember is that I was five and it was warm- it must have been spring, maybe summer. My memory chose, instead of dates and times, to hold on... | | Words: | 787 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Five Minutes
| | Start time: 7:31:00... | | Words: | 224 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Primer
| | After witnessing that first murder, I remembered the details for days. I could picture the clothing,... | | Words: | 230 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| Brena (excerpt)
| | I wrote this entire story during my teenage years and am hoping to rewrite it. I grew fond of Brena. This is the prequel. I want to make it better so feel free to take it apart. - Morning came late... | | Words: | 717 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Nothing (part 1)
| | â??Nothing in life is free," she said in between drags. I realized then I wanted to be her cigarette if only to be pressed between her lips. "I can be free," I said. I hear now how shallow and how... | | Short Stories | | Genre: | Fiction | | Updated: | 14-02-07 |
| Words: | 881 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| Finally, Flight
| | We both arrived at the park, 5pm, a Friday in January. Barely looking at each other, we made our way... | | Words: | 205 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| Frambuesas
| | The pigeons were loud the day Ana Maria died. That morning she awoke from her nightmare, sweaty and gasping for air. Their piercing shrieks filled every inch of her room, making everything seem so... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 28-01-07 |
| Words: | 1971 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Algunas
| | Algunas... | | Words: | 123 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Tide
| | The Tide (work in progress)... | | Words: | 88 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Letter
| | I will sit here writing a letter to you until it is done.... | | Words: | 173 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Reader |
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