Category: short story
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(1.4) Truths below my hollowed heart
Since I’m an unreliable narrator, it’s entirely possible for me to create a narrative view that is a placebo, a placeholder for the truth, or a super vitamin for the mind. The tangent world experience I have, could entirely be a set up to a grand joke or game that I am playing without knowing…
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(1.3) Truths below my hollowed heart
Off this winding way spiraling down hell like a rehearsed drive without a hearse, flatline feels like waking calls to check in on me like I’m dead. Look in talented sophistication as I turn to the men that are capable cannibals that eat themselves in despair. I didn’t lather them in soft tasting scents for…
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(1.2) Truths below my hollowed heart
I cough a lung of sea water and I roll over to my knees. Up my head tilts to the sea from where I had left the ocean and at a sight of water as an aquatic ceiling of uplifted waters. But in the middle of mad mayhem of darkened and true ancient lores; as…
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(1.1) Truths below my hollowed heart
In a place I shouldn’t be, a time of day I shouldn’t be out in, and in a harsh weathering state out in the world as well as in myself. I walk close to the edge of a pier and I feel the water basking its weight when it jumps on top of the metal…
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From and To my youth Ch.4
The pain of a problem solved A virus (meaning a toxin or poison) is a small infectious agent that can only replicate inside the cells of another organism. Viruses infect all types of organisms, from animals and plants to bacteria. Although there are millions of different types, and are found in almost every ecosystem on…
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From and To my youth Ch.3
Too many alive to live In the past we were shown a gleam’s of what was to be repeated. Studies showed us there were 76 million people in 1900 and that it grown to 299 million by 2006. The TRF (total fertility rate) was 3.7 children per woman during the baby boom, and within the…
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From and To my youth Ch.2
Sunset with a night show of stars The evolution of the world was born from chaos, when I was growing up in high school I heard more. The protest spread to the Middle East on why the U.S. was helping them. The Middle East asked why they needed help from the U.S who brought more…
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From and To my youth Ch.1
The fighting body gives a hand of aid This world is perfect nothing is wrong, we are happy. So it seems by our eyes. By 2009 the first African American was inaugurated as president on January 20, 2009. During the new presidents Barack Obama’s presidency speculation arose against him. A new health plan for…
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Sticking to it
English 51A To a Boston meatpacking district where a man named Rick, yet likes to be call Red, he goes to work in a pig/pork factory right out of high school after getting a MCL tear in the right knee from high school hockey and couldn’t pay for the treatment for it so thus he…
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The Things We Carry: In A hurricane
English 51A “Come on we’re missing the wind, if you want to piss and cry for mommy do it on your own time. Not mine,” shouted to the greenhorn assistant of a real storm chaser who saw his many, many, shares of things brought about from an angry God. “It’s a hurricane, it’s air currents…
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Predestined survivor
English 51A Thursday 5:20-8:30 At a tremendously fast pace my knees rumble forward and back. In pain I stomp on the mud that shrugs apart and holds my shoes which petite dirt pieces I wish were shed off of me. But I have to run up this steep slum hill of moist and slippery mud.…
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Pick Pockets and Thieves
English 26, 11-9-15 After testing his restraints, after scanning the room of widowed faces, and after a long drag of air Hyman exclaimed, “Everyone is use to the smoggy mornings and the polluted nights of red amber lights from their electric sun, their cities. Every man is a child because of their ignorance while the…
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A quick dream that begins when you eat bad meat
English 26 6-9-16 Every Night has a praying expectation, that sleep would be a slowing sign to: a happily, blissfully,and a normally normal thing that sleep is thought off and prayed for. Round and round the tunnel rows to send the dreamer away and around the mind until the dreams end. Yet there is certainly…
Departed trail & Bitter trials. 