This is the bio of a horrible writer. A panderer to the masses, a slinger of cliches.
Please critique. I’m not in high school, my feelings won’t get hurt.
Stories
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Ghost Story
When I wake up, she’s sitting on the edge of the bed. Same short skirt and fuck me pumps. Same black eye and trickle of blood. Same look of resigned defeat. Same silent tears. I decide to try something different this time. I move over and sit nex...
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Circle of Hell
the room, ready for trouble. A swift glance told me everything I needed to know. It was the torture chamber, and the torturer was in. I threw myself across the room in a desperate rush, catching him by surprise. We went down in a tangle of limbs. Pain ...
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Walk A Mile
Every night when he went to sleep, a new pair of shoes sat at the foot of his bed. The first shoes were an unassuming pair of weathered brown loafers with one tassle missing. His dreams that night were of his grandfather. Sitting on the porch and watch...
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Sacrifice
Propped against the crumbling wall of a makeshift trench, the rain washed over him. It poured over his upturned face and hid the tears, blood mingling with the water as it sluiced down into the mud. For a moment, when the sharp crack of gunfire and dul...
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One way trip
Some can fly. Some can read your mind or tell you who wins the game next week. Some lift thousands of pounds with one hand, or outrun bullets. Pure energy shooting from fingertips, sound wave compression and manipulation, shape shifting. The list goes...
