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D.E DeWitt

Joined September 2010.

21 stories, 3 challenges, 109 comments, and 4 friends

Writer and computer nerd by day… And still a writer and computer nerd by night. We can’t all be superheroes.

Stories

  1. The Envelope Part 8

    “Someone doesn’t crack you in the back of the head then shoots you with the assumption you’re going to live through it. Whoever tried to kill me thinks he succeeded. So you can go home. I don’t need you following me any longer.” The alley cat...

  2. The Wishing Fountain

    She gripped the nickle in her hand. After a few moments of deep thought, she flicked it from her palm and into the fountain. She continued to stand and stare as the coin sank in the water. An observing man felt compelled to speak. “The wish you just ...

  3. The Sky Tonight

    You should have seen the sky tonight. The rains had been steady all day, rinsing out the dust and thick air. After the sun fell, the sky was so deep a blue that it would be impossible to compare it to any color. I can only describe it as being as deep ...

  4. Interview with Lucifer

    He blinked as the camera flashes blinded him. He wasn’t fond of light, but he liked standing in it. A reporter approached him. She turned to the camera. “Here we are with the infamous Lucifer at his new premiere. Lucifer, you’ve taken...

  5. Choice of Heart

    Brad watched It light a cigarette with the ground. “Why am I here?” Brad asked. It raised what might have been an eyebrow. “Isn’t that obvious? You didn’t—” “I was a good person.” Brad interrupted. ...

  6. The Envelope, Pt 7

    “What’s your advice, Doctor?” Rainford asked, watching the man casually pull the bullet out of his shoulder. “Stop being a jackass.” “Yes, I was referring to being shot.” “So was I.” Gemi paced the ...

  7. Drunk

    Drunk, I am again, On a poison I doth favor. The high consumes my senses And renders me a fool. Lost is all my judgment, Lost is focus on my labor, The drink has taken over And my heart is what it rules. Drunk and intoxicated, My love is what I aver. F...

  8. Eventide

    Olivia tapped her finger against the surface of the lake, watching the ripples shake the reflection of the stars. Her shoulders dropped. Three months and she was exhausted. There was no way she could do this for a lifetime. The rest of them didn’...

  9. Imagined Memories

    The door was open. The sign suggested that it shouldn’t have been, but it was. I always found flights of stairs intriguing and adventurous. I know they say curiosity kills the cat, but I think the cat should be fine as long as it knows karate. Th...

  10. The Envelope, Pt 6

    Rainford decided he didn’t like being shot. The ache from the bullet was irritating and the blood from his wound was ruining the only good shirt he had left. He would have prayed if he believed in a higher being, but if there was a one he was sure th...

  11. The Attack

    Aren’t you a Christian? You shouldn’t be afraid of death. She shook her head. Not in disagreement, but because her muscles were spazzing. She made fists then opened them again; over and over till her joints were stiff. “Can’t...

  12. Common Denominator

    He was baked. It wasn’t surprising at a party like this. Spicy chips, hard liquor, and a variety of things to smoke were the entertainment as the men made jokes that were only funny when wasted and the girls talked about all the married men they&...

  13. The Envelope, Pt 5

    “Never thought I’d see you on a date.” Gemi said, helping herself to Mitzy’s empty seat. “Not a date if you have an angle.” Rainford replied. “What’s your business here?” “Keeping an eye on you.” “Jealous?” “Curi...

  14. The Envelope, Pt 4

    Rainford tapped his fork on the silk tablecloth, contemplating gouging his eyes out. He used to like these sort of places before he got fired. Back when he had the cash to treat the waiters like dirt and still get a gourmet meal. Now he was broke and h...

  15. Fear Crept (Poem)

    Fear crept behind my eyes As I looked to my crystal ball; Fog swarmed around the glass And would not show what I’d befall. Fear then crept down my shoulders As my nails drug and scratched, But no matter how I abused the surface I saw nothing behi...

  16. No Good Dwells

    I shouldn’t have noticed her, but I did. She always sat in the front row, taking notes and adjusting the straps on whatever dress she was wearing that week. She was like a virgin priestess. She was young and beautiful, vibrant and giving— Traits th...

  17. The Bronze Beast

    Sweat rained off his forehead as he drew his sword. He couldn’t swallow. He could barely breathe. The bronze creature towered above him, exhaling hot and bitter breath. It had been so small before; an almost innocent creature that he had played w...

  18. The Envelope Pt 3

    They missed something. Those greenhorns at the station always missed something. Cats dug more thoroughly then the jerk-offs Rainford had trained. Gemi was the only one downtown that dug deep enough to find out about the bakery, but they’d never l...

  19. The Envelope Pt 2

    Rainford might have uttered some words of thanks if he didn’t want to break the heels off her shoes more. He couldn’t say he hated her; she was risking her neck for him and she had some strong qualities about her that he wished his old part...

  20. The Envelope

    He pulled at his beige trench coat collar. He didn’t like the wind. He didn’t like that it messed up his ironed dress shirt and expensive haircut. Sure, he could get his mother to cut his hair, but then he would have to see his mother. Ligh...

  21. Blind Date

    “You’ve never slit someone’s throat before?” I don’t know why she sounded so surprised. “It’s not something I usually have on my list, no.” I replied, poking at my coffee cake. “I’ve slit six." she said. &qu...

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