A TRAGIC NIGHT AT THE LAUNDRY by Briyanna Dorminvil

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        Chris' and James' parents dropped them off at the laundry. As the oldest child, Chris was in charge. "Watch over your brother Chris. Also, do not fight with him, " their father said. "Alright, I...

THE ARCHEOLOGIST by Leslie Smith

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Searching for a cave found 280 to 300 feet deep in the Atlantic Ocean, the archeologist who viewed himself an adventurer, enlisted sailors from Westgate Cocoa Beach Pier to deliver him to where he...

BREAK THE ICE, NOT THE WATER by Emily Buenafuente

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“I hate this.” “No one asked you to be here.” “What’s your name, again?” The girl facepalmed and shook her head. “I told you; I don’t have one. I doubt you do either.” “I don’t?” the boy asked,...

AMIE by Marissa Pedrosa

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I am going to kill someone today; his name is Miles Grayson. I recall the sound of each syllable of his name as he was given a “not guilty” judgment in court. This was...

THE HUSBANDS by Erika Neenan

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THE HUSBANDS “Oh please. You cannot still be crying over him.”  “Well….he was….my husband...” The past tense uttered for the first time sent Laurel into a second round of head-in-hands sobs.  “I have three ‘was’ husbands honey,...

SEE YOU NEXT TIME by Morris McLennan

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SEE YOU NEXT TIME John stayed over Tuesday and Wednesday. I gave him a couple of stickers for his car so he could park on the street. I called in sick from work when he...

THE POOL HALL by Todd Fabyanic

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 Jason’s currency was low, and he needed to level up if he was going to take it to the next level.  Nickel & dimming it at the entry-level tables would not make the cut...

FAIRY TRAP by Serenity Patterson

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Elaine had been captured. She was left behind on a web, her wings broken when she was pried off. Now she sat on a table under a glass like a bug. The room around...

VILLAINOUS VENTURE by Patrick O’Shea

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Flashing lights, pinging sounds, and carnival noises roar throughout the arcade. Kids run from one machine to the next, waving stacks of tickets all about, anticipating what they can afford at the prize booth....

THE NEW LIFE OF RAYMOND BLACK by Carl Nord

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Old slippers, those repugnant slippers worn by Agnes, the building manager slowly and methodically shuffled down the hallway. I could hear ‘em scratching along from down the hall. I was sitting in my room...