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Created on: April 15, 2009
Her bird, now dead in its cage, was her friend. She bought him in the Spring of last year and though
by Jason Lusk
Created on: January 25, 2008
Seeking Inspiration
My dog lies on the floor and chews her toy as I watch the game. Guys and girls skate
Created on: July 25, 2009
One day a black cat named, Pat, went to climb a tree, so he could see the view from up high; but he
Created on: May 09, 2008 Last Updated: August 01, 2008
The Beast
I heard a twig snap, a sharp crack. It woke me from a sound sleep, and it may have been a
Created on: February 09, 2007 Last Updated: January 27, 2009
"Must you chase all Toms, Dicks, and Abes you meet?" I cried. Lynn turned to me and smirked. "I don't
Created on: August 23, 2008
THE CHASE
It is a cool night in the late Fall. We have gone out for our walk. There are no bright stars
by Sean Tuttle
Created on: January 13, 2007 Last Updated: May 14, 2007
I woke up with a thought: I wish to jump free and I will jump free. Free of what, you ask? Free of mom.
by Debbie Tam
Created on: November 06, 2006 Last Updated: February 20, 2010
Hush (1084 words)
"Hush a bye, don't you cry, go to sleep my..."
This is the song her mom used to sing
Created on: November 08, 2006 Last Updated: May 14, 2007
"I have no bread," I told the man. "Go! Go!"
But his feet did not move. His head hung down, but his eyes
Created on: May 14, 2008
Word
From the next room, Beth heard James, her six year old son, sing at the top of his lungs, "At the
Created on: March 12, 2008 Last Updated: March 13, 2008
It's warm out there, and bright as hell. My small striped cat sits and stares up at me with love in
Created on: May 23, 2006 Last Updated: February 19, 2010
COLD CREEK
He is crouched in the weeds near the side of the bridge. The creekbank is high, but the side
by Ian Yates
Created on: October 02, 2007
Slow step by slow step she made her way down the stairs as if her life was on the line, a creak from
Created on: January 20, 2007 Last Updated: May 14, 2007
TOM: HE WHO DOUBTS
My name is Tom. I am known as he who doubts. I said to the man who said that he was
by Simon Wright
Created on: December 18, 2007
The door swung open and in he walked.
Alice jumped. 'Damn' she said, 'I thought you were dead?'
'No,
by z.mccann
Created on: January 15, 2007 Last Updated: November 21, 2007
Late Home
The door swung on its hinge. Tom shook off his wet coat, the house was dark; the food left
by HM Wilson
Created on: July 19, 2008
She tried not to think most days- just go. Try as she might, it did not work. She thought; she thought
Created on: October 16, 2007
Anne hooked her pug to its leash and stepped out the door. The sun was ripe, round, and bright as hell.
by Ryan Willard
Created on: January 23, 2007 Last Updated: May 14, 2007
I was down town in my car on a parts run, in the high noon glare of the hot sun. With just a day left