Here in this place of other, I am an observer.
On an eerily tall mountaintop, I stand. It’s dark shadows and peaks crawling high up into the ether, allowing for a birds eye view of the world
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A.
Floating
Tethered by a single cord.
There is a steady beat. Like a drum that shakes every cell. There is darkness, but I feel surrounded and held. It is so warm, and safe? Maybe. The
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I never learned his name. Never got a chance to properly thank him. Five years later and here I am, wondering if he ever knew.
Five years ago today, I was stepping off a subway in New York with
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You are leaving a movie and are mugged.... This is how you tell the tale to the people in your life
Mother
“My poor baby!” My mother cooed as she forcibly pulled me into a tight embrace. I
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The crowd cried out for an encore as Colby left the stage. It was the last show of his world tour, and he wasn’t about to leave them less than satisfied. He came back on stage with a fire in his eyes ... [+]
Bella
Today 12:47 AM
hey caleb, are you up?
Today 1:06 AM
ok well I thought I would be able to tell you this tonight, and believe me I tried, but you said you had to go so
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I sit against the gnarled old willow tree staring at the book in my hands but seeing only my priscilla pink nails. The ludicrousness of it has finally hit me. Why spend a few hours making sure all my ... [+]
The point shoes that she had worn in her ballet classes had not aptly prepared her for the tiptoeing that she would need to do throughout her life.
Carpets made of eggshells and roads paved
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The day they dropped/the end of stories
Once upon a time, a boy lived by the seaside. His family lived modestly and took great joy in what little they had. While his father was out fishing
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It was midday and Joseph was at the end of an arduous drive. As the sedan pulled along the final stretches of the meticulously kept brick road and hedgerows, a sigh of relief escaped from him upon ... [+]
Everyone around me is crying. The soft background noise of sniffling and tissues crumpling is the only thing keeping me in my seat as some old woman sobs at the pulpit. My tie is choking me. I only ... [+]
His mother told him a story, once. A story told to her by her mother, and to her mother by her father, stretching all the way back to the moment their family came to be.
He’s heard stories
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He can’t believe he’s made it this far. Every blink his eyelids perform proves to be a battle. One lapse of thought could drown him in the depths he won’t have the nails to claw out of. But for the ... [+]
The house on Eleventh Street boasted a stout reputation of being haunted. Mr. Scott Reynolds, a skeptic by nature and a cynic by nurture, did not believe in ghosts.
The first incident occurred
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The Girl was always alone.
She always sat on the same park bench, reading a book, day after day, month after month, year after year. She was always there, but no one was ever there with he
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When I woke up, we were surrounded by water as far as I could see. You smiled at me.
“Hi!”
I smiled and nodded my head as Hi!
I stretched a bit. You handed me a cup of tea and I
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