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The Oncoming Storm
I looked up to the flashing sky as we drove the long way home to Des Moines. We had just started our journey back and it looked like it was going to rain for the whole drive. I didn’t want … Continue reading →
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Mission Impossible
As I walked up to my secret base in the woods behind my mother’s house, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. It was an average Fall day, with the leaves turning and the air getting cooler. The sun was past … Continue reading →
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Night and Day – First Draft
“Hello, my friend,” Reid said as he held up his left arm to let Dark land on his fist. The falcon obliged, landing gracefully and letting Reid pet his head. “We’ve been with each other for some time now, haven’t … Continue reading →
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My Escape – First Draft
In another world, at another time, I needed to escape. It was an odd feeling: essentially one of panic, fear, and exhilaration. It never crossed my mind that I might be put into a situation where I needed to escape. … Continue reading →
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Tagged 1st Draft - Short Stories, College, Humor, ice, Playing, prank, roommates, rumor, security, Storytelling, There and Back Again, tomb, water
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Stickmen – First Draft
When my mom would go out for the night, she would leave me with babysitters. This made sense; I was too young to stay home alone, and she wanted to go out for a bit. However, depending upon who the … Continue reading →
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The Lighthouse – First Draft
As James walked through the Hill Town, he noticed the Lighthouse. Compared to the rest of the town, it was a massive structure and stood at least twice as high as any of the other buildings. That made sense, since … Continue reading →
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Tucker – First Draft
It is a horrible fact of life that every story about a boy and his dog will ultimately result in tragedy. I remember picking Tucker up for the first time. She was just a pup, and I was a second … Continue reading →
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Water Balloon Bowling – 1st Draft
When I was a kid, I used to go to my dad’s house every-other weekend. He had visitation rights since he and my mom were divorced. It was an arrangement that worked well for me. I had a lot of … Continue reading →
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There and Back Again: a Tale of Playing in the Woods as a Kid – First Draft
I grew up in about 7 miles away from a small town. My house was in the middle of a small clearing in the middle of the woods. As a young child, this gave me a sense of ownership over … Continue reading →
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We Lost It Up There
Submitted to Revolver: We lost it up there. We lost it, and it was up to us to get it back. So, we hatched a plan in order to get it. It started simple enough; I tried to give Bubba … Continue reading →
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