Always remember how lucky you are.
Stories
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Al gore
I am the high priest of everlasting fecility of frigidity, formerly know as Al Gore. Thanks to my partnership with Big Ass Fans and Edy’s Ice Cream, we are closer to achieving our goal of pureness. However, you can never be too careful. Therefore...
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The Ascent of Stan, Pt. 2
Years later. What happened to him? or He’s become exactly what he’s run from. All whispered, you know. What had happened to him? Firing people left and right, just because of his irritableness. Had his age gotten to him? Or was it that he h...
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The Ascent of Stan
Stan sat in his cubicle and waited for the moment when he heard his name called over his head in a dull tone, that almost sounded like a moan. He knew what was coming. “Stan, report to Mr. Sterm’s office, please.” He did as he was tol...
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The Ascent of Stan
Stan sat in his cubical and waited for the moment when he heard his name called over his head in a dull tone, that almost sounded like a moan. He knew what was coming. “Stan, report to Mr. Sterm’s office, please.” He did as he was tol...
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Red Curtains
A room full of beauty, I thought. Only in the early stages of growing, so much room for me here. Yet it was packed with things, filling and overflowing with crimson red. “Curtains, they used to be curtains?” “On a big stage,” my...
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Jesus the Mexican Boy
This face, now creased with lines of ignorance, once touched my face. His rough brown hands once clutched my heart. Jesus, that was his name. A Mexican boy, deeply religious, soulful. I am nothing but a wrinkled smile now, but I used to be a beauty. Ha...
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Duffy, a Lost Soul...
Rain. It falls, just like I do. It welts the ground, the earth. The earth takes the rain in, though. So, I suppose I’m more like fossil water. Once you use it, you’ll never see it again. Of course, you could also say I’m like a unicor...
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Journal Entry #1 of a Pathetic Show Choir Kid
They lie, you know, about everything. Oh, you know who I’m talking about. The infamous “they,” that seem to follow everyone around, judging, making assumptions. Things are different than they used to be, and I can’t stand it. Sw...
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The Fates?
I believe in fate, but not the Disney kind— I don’t own any glass slippers and I haven’t recently been posioned by an apple. I’m strong. Not like those stupid, helpless girls. But I do believe in the kind that happens everyday, ...
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Why are you so... weird?
“You’re weird. You write, you constantly show emotion, even when you should keep it to yourself. You sleep at akward times of the day and you’re in show choir. What’s up with that? You doodle like crazy on everything and have on...
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"Cora, what a catch!"
Her hazel eyes kept me distracted for the first few moments. She’s young, I thought. As young as I was once, But then, somehow my eyes wandered from her’s. I saw the pale, soft olive skin that rippled around them, then her hair-dark and tan...
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Lonesome
Feeling lonesome, she picked up her only belongings, and tossed them on her tired shoulder. Life had been unfair to her. Life had made an effort to kick her off her feet whenever it could. She had been a good person, facing toward the future, never loo...
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The Ledge
I’m hanging on the edge, everyone I’ve ever known is beside me. Supporting me, cheering for me. Ready for me to make my decision. My enemies, my friends, my lovers, my family, myself. With a shaking hand, I rub it against my slippery forehe...
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The Ledge
I’m hanging on the edge, everyone I’ve ever known is beside me. Supporting me, cheering for me. Ready for me to make my decision. My enemies, my friends, my lovers, my family, myself. With a shaking hand, I rub it against my slippery forehe...
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Love Me
Relief is what this is. She’s finally gone. Forever. His eyes won’t find her any longer. Her tears of sorrow become my tears of gratefulness. Finally, maybe, he’ll glance at me. Then for him to gaze, that’s what I wish for. I ac...
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Humble High
“Rah rah, sis boom,” the beautiful voices of the students from Humble High sang, cheering for their football team that never touched the opponets, just danced around them, gracefully taking the ball and scoring. Everybody was quite uniform,...
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Humble High
“Rah rah, sis boom,” the beautiful voices of the students from Humble High sang, cheering for their football team that never touched the opponets, just danced around them, gracefully taking the ball and scoring. Everybody was quite uniform,...
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Frown
I saw her, across the town square. I went after her, I wanted to save her. She walked quickly, aggrivated by something. By me? “Stop!” I said, hoping that my cry would halt my spiraling downward friend. The car hit the breaks too late and B...
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Smile
“Smile,” the word slithered from the lips of mine. And suddenly, the moment the picture was taken, the smile was frozen. I wished I could walk up to her, smack it off her pretty face. Of course I was envious, of course I wanted what she had...
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Take a Breath
Dad layed on the table, his chest rising and falling, falling and rising. Not like he usually breathes. No one breathes like that. “Dad,” I said, quietly. The nurses told me that he could hear me. I didn’t understand that, though. I t...
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Sing for me
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When Life Grabbed Him By The Balls
He was a happy man, always had been. Why nothing, not a bullet to the chest, not even a wrecking ball to his loving home, with a loving family living in it, could break the smile that was plastered on his slowly sagging face. There was just no reason f...
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Infatuation is Worth Dying For
Saving her breath, Layla started away from the dweeb standing in front of her locker. The past few months, Seth had been following her and she had tried her hardest to ignore him, hoping he’d take a hint. But he hadn’t. He stopped her, the ...
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They'll Be Sorry
I shook my head violently, teeth grinding together. Suddenly I felt it. I felt the urge, the need to destroy. I did not wonder what would happen after I did the deed, I did not devise a plan. I just did. Thats all I ever knew how to do. My body would n...
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Out of Here.
The Volkswagen bus roared as my friends boarded the tiny thing. There were eight of us sharing seat belts, lauging about old times, and playing ridiculous road trip games. I was given the unfortunate role of driving as giggling, travel beer pong ensued...
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Slumber Seeking
I dreamed once that I had stopped dreaming. It was frightening. I don’t know how I would survive without dreams, without the constant reminder that my mind was still active when my body was not. I’m sitting on my bed now, wishing, hoping th...
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The Color Red
It surged within me like a cannon, lit and ready to fire. My enemies steered clear of my wrath, but this time I was far gone, my true self had separated from my body, the devil possessing my every move. My face was beyond hot, steaming with redness, a ...
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Pretty Woman
“5, 4, 3,” The crowd said in unison through the streets of New York City. I had started against the stream of people, hoping I would make it to a cab before traffic ensued. The clusters of people were ridiculous and everyone’s cheerfu...
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The Apple of My Eye
The choo-chooing of a train roared as it pulled into the station. He took a step away from her to admire her beautiful features. Her eyes were like chocolate covered almonds, her lips blazing like fire, her cheeks like round apples, creating the shape ...
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Vito's Ordination Song (Sufjan Stevens)
I know we’ve been through an extrordinary amount of mazes and puzzles. I love you, though. Now it’s your wedding day. Your tie is crooked. Flash, I see you as a little boy, a little man. My son. Two front teeth missing, laying in my bed, in...
