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Horror House

Debbie ArutaOctober 24, 2017

Horror House written by: Debbie Aruta @Debbie_Aruta She lived in that house at the end of the road. You know the one I am talking about. The o...

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Después De Las Diez

Jose A GomezSeptember 21, 2017

Después De Las Diez a short story written by: José A Gómez Que gran injusticia, que desfachatez, absurda fue la búsqueda nefasta el día ...

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Dead Weight

James Dean CollinsAugust 20, 2017

Dead Weight written by: James Dean Collins @CanSuchThingsBe God I hate July. July gets worse every single year. It’s too hot and there’s no good w...

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The Replacement

Alyssa BrockerOctober 21, 2016

The Replacement written by: Alyssa Brocker @Atelgy “In slumber it's best not to wander.” This was the only rule at the orphanage. It sounded like a s...

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Maria Pujals

Jose A GomezJuly 6, 2016

Maria Pujals short story by Jose A. Gomez Voy a contarles una hístoria quizas llena de misterios para algunos y para otros, quizas no. Todo sucedió e...

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If you want to understand who I am, I suggest you listen to the Frank Sinatra songs: “That's Life” and “My Way.” Combined, they accurately define my mindset and the life I have led. From a very early age, I knew there was more going on in the world than what was happening in my own “backyard.” The idea of spending my entire life in the same place seemed foreign, restrictive and unfulfilling. Along the way, I’ve had a number of incredible highs and just as many devastating lows. However, I wouldn't change a single moment. All of it has served a purpose. And as a writer, it has been invaluable.

Georgia, 1966 by P.A. O'Neil

“Well, that closet’s empty.” Carrie set down the armload of dusty boxes and briskly wiped her hands against each other. “What have you got there?”
“What—oh, just a box of letters Mom must’ve written to Dad over the years.”
“Really? I didn’t think your folks were ever separated for any great length of time. I mean, it’s not like he was in the army or anything.”
I patted on the mattress indicating my cousin should sit. “No, but for years their vacation schedules were not compatible, so Mom would take us kids with her leaving Dad behind. This box is full of postcards and letters she sent, so he would feel included.” ...