Stories tagged “last”
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You were in my dream last night
You were in my dream last night. You don’t know it, but you were. It was a good dream. A really good dream. It’s not like I haven’t dreamed of you before, but there was something special about this one. We were together: just you and ...
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The Last Letter
She sat at the window, pen in hand, looking at the blank sheet of paper upon her knees. This is harder than she thought. The only reason why she refused to say it face to face is she knew she would say the wrong things- hurtful, jealous, unforgiving. N...
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Vocation
Pantera, Pan for short, and yes his parents where huge fans, had an extraordinary gift. He could, without searching or even thinking about it, find any object in the first place he looked. He did not find this talent unusual and it did not occur to him...
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And I Saw the Ocean
I drowned on August fifteenth of the year 2006. The sun glinted off of the pellucid water; it created a web of turquoise and white around me, struck me dumb with its brilliance. A cloud of fine ivory sand followed my wake whenever I moved. I was sure t...
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The Sky Was Beautiful On Fire...
As the sirens screamed and the fires howled and the people tore through the streets, and as the ground shook and the houses crumbled and the sky burnt to a cinder, we kissed each other through our tears.
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Last Chapter
It happened two weeks after beginning to watch Broken Saints… He had weathered 23 chapters of pure, unsanctimonious brilliance and had reached the final chapter. But before he watched it, he stopped and thought about what he was about to do. The ...
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If Today was my Last Day
If today was my last day I would want to spend it with you and right every wrong. You we’re so cold to me. Your love for me is lost, Somewhere out there. I wish it was easier For you to find it. All I know is for some reason, Even after what yo...
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End of the Line
Not even if you were the last man on Earth. She said that three years ago. At the time I was speechless, and just stood there with a dumb look on my face. How I wish I could respond to her now. Well, we’re not on Earth anymore, but I am the last ...
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Followed Too Far
The first time I laid eyes on Vincent was the last time I stood in sunlight. It was a warm, summer day. We were both in the woods. I was sitting in a patch of sun that flickered upon the ground as the trees above swayed. He stood beneath a large oak tr...
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Childlike
Mother says he has been doing better, but better than what? Better than yesterday, when he refused food again, for the fifth day straight? Better than the day before that, when he struggled to get out of the bed, tried to go to the bathroom like a man ...