Stories tagged “ending”
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Unescorted
It used to be an office building. Inside, the lobby was deserted. There was not much of a surprise in the fact. This did not stop her from walking inside, carefully closing the door behind her, making sure it didn’t make any noise. She wasn’...
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Discovery
The cafeteria was no better than she expected it to be. It was already ransacked and destroyed; tables were upturned, vending machines rent in two and counter islands practically ripped from the ground. She did not dare eat the food knowing they had to...
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Stupid Decisions
The minute he was out of the oven, he stretched his legs and looked around curiously. His expression twisted slightly, as if he couldn’t comprehend what he was seeing. Suddenly, his eyes scrunched up and he turned to Beatrice, dark gaze pleading....
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Honesty
“B-but – my mom – " “How old are you?” A sniff. “Nine. Ten on June seventeenth.” “Come with me.” “My mom!” “What about your father?” That stopped him. He faltered for a ...
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Changing Relationships
“I don’t believe it. I just don’t believe it! After all I’ve done, this is how you treat me?” “Robbie, I…” “Six years. Six long years of my life I’ve given to this relationship, and now you...
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All's Well...
The trouble with pacifists is that they get so wrapped up in their indignation at the guy who started the fight, they lose all appreciation for the guy who finishes it. Mind you, sorting the two out can be tricky, like now for instance. Peter sits at t...
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Disposable Heroes
General Forrester looked down at the broken, shattered body of his only child, he could not shed a tear for him..he served his purpose. “I was born for dying” the man struggled to say from his dying lips as he looked up at his father. Death...
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A Climax (Not Sexual)
Darius was laughing at me. “Silly boy. Give me the box.” his British accent ringing through the lower deck like a bell. I whimpered silently to myself, clutching the small metal contraption to my chest as I raised the pistol. He didn’...
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A Friendship Ruined
“Rae!” Violet came tearing around the corner, sneakers squeaking on the school’s perpetually waxed linoleum. “You are not going to…” Her jubilant announcement and quick pace came to a halt before a sullen face. The t...
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Jamison's End
Most stories begin with a beginning. This one begins with an ending. Jamison was dead. Blood had leaked out of the bullet hole in the side of his head and formed a tacky pool on the hardwood. His eyes were still wide with the shock of his final moment....
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Must End
The Champ swallows hard, pushes it all back. This isn’t a time for sad memories of dead daughters, dead wives. He launches a vicious jab at the other guy’s face. This is a time for vicious jabs. He didn’t come all this way to lose. He...
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Something for Him, Something for Her
“Urgnatha powder.” He said it quietly, reverently. In the hush of their humble cottage his wife’s blank expression scolded him as well as her words ever did. Still, that didn’t stop her from adding some words after he failed to ...
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The Life of a Secret
Many secrets exist in the world. Some are kept behind closed doors of powerful men dressed in thousand dollar suits. Others are kept by giggling girls, armed and accounted for in the high school arms race. Some are forgotten and lost in time. Some are ...
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Come Home Running
The snow was thick on the ground when Serenna returned to the town. She trudged through the silent streets, remembering how it had been last spring, so full of life and warmth. It was past midnight now and everyone was safely indoors, asleep under fur ...
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Closure
The silence screamed what we were afraid to. “Do you think we should-” “I want to tell you-” “What?” “What?” Beat-beat. Tick-tock. “Sorry.” “It’s fine.” He hesitated. I shift...
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Dawn
The screaming had stopped at last. The Land Before the Forest was nothing but a black skeleton of charred, wooden bones still smoking in the pre-dawn half light. You took my husband. You took my soul. You took my innocence. Now, you will take nothing f...
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Tales of Mysterious Adventure: I'M TAKING SHELTER!
Screaming winds rake your face with claws of icy rain. Throwing your arms up over your head, your first thought is to find shelter. You race, slipping and sliding, back to the stairs that lead down to your room on the ship. You try the door handle only...