Tag: #mywriting
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Dreamwalker
But then my dream came. Or my hallucination. I heard a noise, a soft footstep. Or maybe a twig branch breaking. A tiny snap in the grass. And then I looked. There was a man there. But I wasn’t scared. Some reason? I knew him. He belonged. And I belong. He stood there so tall,…
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August Love
But eventually he shifted and her hand gripped him tightly and her eyes fluttered slowly for a moment. She squeezed him back, and her other hand gripped him tightly. Her eyes popped open, and she looked around for a moment before her eyes settled on him and relaxed. “ It’s OK Mari,” he said softly…
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The day the Skyfel: mountain recovery
“Okay,” He said at last. He nodded in the growing darkness. “I will take a nap.” He began to reach for his gun. “But you have to hold the gun.” She began to protest. But he put his hand on her right arm. “And as soon as that star, Venus actually, disappears.” He pointed. “I…
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Aftersickness
Raven Was lost in a memory of a dream. In the dream she was in a puddle of blood. She Realized with the start that Josh wasn’t walking anymore. She looked up at him and found him gazing at her. He was smiling and the look was the look of love. She was surprised. He…
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Next Door
I know what I should have done at that moment. I should have canceled the date and spent the next few days trying to get a date out of Paul. But I didn’t. I had made an agreement with my mom and I have to do things for my mom or she makes me feel…
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