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Blueprint, Susan Rinella
Perma-Grin, Kevin Weiss
In The Twilight's Final Ember, Jerome M. Snyder
Whales In Cages, Cheri Crist
The Canyon, Kristen Basi
The Canyon, Kristen Basi
The Angle
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"As I start out on the trail, I can feel the heat of the sun, even at this early hour. It is sure to be a day of rising temperatures, and the city dwellers will probably all head to the beach. The drive on the expressway was quiet -there weren't many cars headed in this direction. This place is virtually empty, and the solitude is a welcome companion."
Careless, M. P. Christopher
The Photograph, Heather Jones
Pixel, Cheri Crist
Stifled Honesty, Tom Seitzinger
Only In My Dreams, Laurie Ward
Only In My Dreams, Laurie Ward
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"September, 1988
I can still feel the terror in the pit of my stomach, hear the cruel wind that wouldn't help me, see the hatred and madness in his usually calm blue eyes, still feel the screams stop in my throat, forming a lump and turning to sobs."
Calentures, Cheri Crist
Summer Courses, Cheri Crist
Parable, Michael G. M. Cornelius
Parable, Michael G. M. Cornelius
The Angle
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"'Excuse me, sir. Would you mind telling me the time?'
The bartender looked at the pretty young woman in front of him. 'It's half past eleven;' he said, glancing stonily at a clock on the wall."
Tunnel, Cynthia Cook
Literacy, Megan M. Cavanagh
Out Of Bounds, Sean Hayden
Out Of Bounds, Sean Hayden
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"I bounded into the locker room full of excitement. It was game day, and as usual, I was longing to play. There is nothing that I would rather be doing, I thought, as I headed to my locker to change. I wanted to go on and make millions of dollars, and tonight's game was my ticket because in the bleachers of our rinky-dink little high school gym there was a college scout that came all the way from Kentucky to watch me play. I wasn't worried though, because I …
For Carrie, Dawn Whited
Animals?, Adam C. Slick
Four O'Clock At The Lake, Michele Deller
A Frozen Memory, Jeff Marsh
A Frozen Memory, Jeff Marsh
The Angle
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"It was cold. This was more than the bone-numbing cold experienced on winter days, this was true cold. I looked out over the barren wasteland of tundra before me and thought that this is what hell should look and feel like. Hell would not be warm, it would be cold. The cold seeped through eight layers of clothes and made me sick from its numbness."
The Hello Man, Cheri Crist
The Hello Man, Cheri Crist
The Angle
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"Louis was a happy man. Everyone that met him thought he was either happy, or eccentrically simple. He was neither. His cousin Leda thought he just had to grow up. By the time he hit 45, Leda knew it was more than just a matter of maturity, but she deigned to bring up the topic to anyone. Her interest in him was a combination of ancestry and a faint notion of obligation. However, she didn't see Louis as particularly unusual, just terminally satisfied with everything he saw. Her heavily …
Dancing With A Candle, Kevin K. Allen
God-Tears, Megan M. Cavanagh
Bullet, Heather Lobban
Catching Up, Laura Schmidt
Catching Up, Laura Schmidt
The Angle
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"I sat down today to write some of my memoirs. I'm not sure why I'd want to do this. I really am not the type to write things down. As a matter of fact, I never liked to write, but I'd been thinking a lot lately, and thought it might help to ease my mind; if there are a lot of mistakes, forgive me. I don't even know to whom I'm writing, but I have a feeling that someday someone will stumble upon this, and it will make sense …
Words Not Spoken, Matt Avedisian
Preliminary Pages, No Author
Wasted Youth, Matthew Avedisian
Four Women, Heather Lobban
Deceptive Smiles, Tom Seitzinger