Category: Lifestyle
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Angel Wings and The Broken Blade -New Free Short Story
A walk to the bookstore Angels. Some people use them to explain things that have no logical explanation. Some people prefer to call it luck or miracles. Most people have never seen one.’ I was fifteen years old when all this happened. I could lean more on the side of…
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Just Before Recess
Love was never meant for me. I refused to be loved and have denied the emotion successfully since I was eight years old. I took a full recess. When my grandma died, I discovered how hypocritical my family was. How they hated her, dragging her to the laundry every day.…
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The Train to Pasadena – New Short Story
She comes in twice a week, always wearing the same uniform. A white blouse with a red collar, a grey skirt with a red floral at the lower hem. Her cheeks are softly powdered and her lips are painted red or pink, which I believe blends well with her clothes.…
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The Pallid One – Walking the Lifeline
When I was a little boy I ran almost naked in the rain. Crossing streams of water filled with small fishes and tadpoles. I never paid attention to their tiny tails and how they depended on them to move forward, but when they got older, these tadpoles discovered feet and…
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The Weeping Willow
I grew up in a small town where people living closely took turns putting on musical displays. Not that there was a written agreement, or even spoken, it just grew into their customs. Sunday evenings were my mother’s turn when old and young folks would jive into her collection. One…
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Train Spirits – New Short Story Collection by Jean Seale
Top storyteller, Jean Seale, has released a new ghost collection of short stories entitled Train Spirits. The eBook brings together a series of horror and spirit encounters with mysterious and supernatural spawns. Containing more than 15 train stories, the collection takes readers on a train ride spanning renowned cities across the…
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The Indian Rider
Sometimes the rains come in April, filling the millions of crevices that the earth had opened, dying of thirst. Then thousands of seeds buried beneath the surface, burst to life, flooding the air with their sweet fragrances. Yet, always on the first day of May, as if nature had its…
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The Next-Door Neighbor
She thrust the hot wire in Randall’s nose and he screamed horrifyingly, as smoke and blood poured out of his nostril. She watched him patiently as he kicked and frothed from his mouth. She twisted the wire from left to right, pushed it back in, then twisted it again. When…
