Stories tagged “Urban Legend”
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Killing
How did I learn how to kill? One might ask. But how did I learn not to? Killing is a very easy thing to do physically. But mentally it’s a whole different ball game. I’ve killed only once. And it’s a confusing feeling. It’s a fe...
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Drew (1)
“You don’t understand what your doing.” the frail old man said “No I really do.” Drew whispered “Do you?” There was silence for a second followed by a nod. Drew cocked his pistol, his weapon of choice. He had p...
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Drew (2)
Drew began to laugh. Actual tears came out of his eyes. “So you think you can pop out from the ceiling bust me on my ass and tell me to change my ways?” Drew asked still laughing uncontrollably I gritted his teeth. But began to realize it d...
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Merc's On A Bridge
I slowed my past to a walk. Drew was most likely not going to follow me now and I was a safe distance away. A bloodcurdling scream rang out across the bridge. It could even be heard over the cars. A death-like chill began to climb up my spine. It was D...
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Drew's Offer
“You got guts indian trying to jump me.” Drew mutters I say nothing. The car’s zoom by oblivious to what is going on. “God, I hate bridges.” I thought “Nothing ever good comes from them. They get you in more trouble ...
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Drew's Offer
“You got guts indian trying to jump me.” Drew mutters I say nothing. The car’s zoom by oblivious to what is going on. “God, I hate bridges.” I thought “Nothing ever good comes from them. They get you in more trouble ...
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The Walking Man
“Did you hear about the rapist the police caught three nights ago?” I paused in the act of turning up the volume on my ipod to drown out the women seated behind me and listened. “Oh my god. What happened?” “So Tuesday nigh...
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Acceptance
Martin Cooke whistled while he walked. An unlit cigarette rested behind his ear and his long brown coat nipped at the heels of his boots and kicked up the dust of the road. His stride was long and steady, as though he could walk forever, and though he ...