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The Devil – 11/1000

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We knew from the very first moment that he was the one.

He fit the description perfectly – skin white as porcelain, black hair, black eyes, eyes that were a void, and terrible to behold.

He came quietly, opening and shutting the door so only the faintest whiff of smoke and light from the burning pyre made its way into the sanctuary.

At the altar, he turned and rose his arms, the smell of sulfur stinging our noses.

“Are you all worthy?” his voice boomed.

And suddenly we realized we weren’t, so we ran as fast and far as we … Read the rest

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location tracking -10/1000

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The rain is battering the skylight, and Bess sits close to the radiator, chilled to the bone.

Her eyes are glued to her computer, watching the little dot that was Mike moving away from her as she wept.

“I’m done,” he’d said. “I’m leaving.”

But she couldn’t let him go in weather like this. The rain would turn to ice at any moment. She had to go after him.

Bess sped as fast as she could to reach him, but the dark, icy rain was blinding and her tires were starting to slip.

They never found each other.

Or Bess.… Read the rest

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dear jenny – 9/1000

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Jenny,

I am ok. I’m where
I’m supposed to be.
I know you must be angry
I left, but please,
think of me as I was
when we last kissed.

This island is beautiful,
you would love it.
The palm trees sway
in the magic light of
sunrise and sunset, and
I think about you
every time the light
kisses the waves of
this vast ocean
I got lost in without you.

There was a storm, Jenny,
and there was nothing
I could do to save myself.

I thought I was dead,
but no, I’m still here
dreaming of you.… Read the rest

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that guy – 7/1000

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I hardly recognize him.

This isn’t the pimply, pockmarked face under greasy hair I remember from high school.

This can’t be the guy who got spitballed and wedgie’d, who was tripped in halls, who had his lunch tray dumped on his lap.

This can’t be that guy, because this guy is glowing.

I see him in the grocery store, pushing a cart with two little kids, smiling brightly like the gold band on his finger.

I go home and look in the mirror and see myself as I am, and I can’t help but wonder how he got everything first.… Read the rest

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poison – 6/1000

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As they died with a soft smile, the only thing I could feel was triumph.

Then, the truth hit me like a bucket of cold water.

I’d forgotten to ask for the key.

I pulled at my chains, tugged at the huge lock, but couldn’t break free.

I was trapped with their bodies and the vial of poison that had rolled out of my reach.

I spent hours and bled rivers trying to reach it, that green liquid my only escape from a terrible death, but it was too far away.

I watched their bodies rot, and then I did.… Read the rest