THE BLACK SEDAN by Vanessa Youngblood-Brown

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So, I was at my complex laundromat. I was the only person there. I did see a black sedan parked outside. I wasn't concerned about that at all.    I continued with my laundry. Something...

TRAGEDIES FROM MY FRIEND EVELYNN by Megan Amor

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Evelynn appeared when I was twelve. At first, she seemed harmless. She even gave me a strawberry popsicle. She told me she’d be my friend when times were tough, but I think she was...

UNWANTED HIGH REUNION by Megan McKenna

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Remember to be proud of yourself, you have worked so hard to get here. You’ve conquered everything that was in your way of this dream. Mom would be so proud of you; everyone is...

HEAVEN IS NOT FOR SALE by Carline Francois

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Another day, another dollar.  I quickly pushed open double-doors of the hospice care with its name written in baby blue, Apple Chancery font, Angelic Hospice Care.  I race through lobby trying to get to...

THE COFFEE CONSPIRACIST by Luke Del Cantero

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The Coffee Conspiracist             The Saturday morning of October 29th was one that would stay in Elbert’s memory until he was an adult, which for a seven year old was saying a lot.             The day...

THE BULL SESSION by Fran Schumer

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When the girls decided to have a "bull" session, they really didn't know what it was. They assumed it was where you sat in a circle, and everyone frankly shared her view of the...

THE CURVE by Nathan McCoy

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The tension was as thick as the mist of the winding mountain road. Mile markers seemed to fly by as quickly as the minutes. A gentle hum from the heater and the beating of...

MIDNIGHT WOES by Herman Macklin

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Cold sweats. Shivering. Convulsions, Jack could not bear it. It was 3:00 in the morning at his Pennsylvania apartment, and he awoke to a spirit looming over him. This figure had distorted features, gazing...

ETERNITY by Blade Moore

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Perhaps her mother had been onto something when she rambled on about why to never trust garage sales. Most people were getting rid of things for a reason, she had said. But it was...

TRUTH AT THE FUNERAL by Brian Alvarez Encarnacion

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“Dear friends and family,” begins the priest. “We are gathered here today to commemorate the life of a great man on this brisk and beauteous Sunday.”             The sun shines down on the crowd that...