In the library

In the Library? (An absolutely true story) In 1964, I was 17 and a freshman at Illinois Institute of Technology. I was not doing particularly well in my studies even though I had graduated top[…]

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Evolution

Click… Click… Click… Damn clock. I realized I was awake by that sound seemingly getting louder with every second. I seemed to be in a heavy fog, everything was grey, my movements sluggish. This isn’t[…]

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My story 2

I opened my eyes to an all too familiar room. I was in the hospital. I looked around the best I could. I saw Ash in the bed next to me. In one of the[…]

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Playdates, act dos

Lauren was walking down the street when a red Honda came screeching to a stop next to her. “Jesus, Tara,” she muttered, as she slung her backpack off her shoulder and walked toward the car.[…]

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Blind date

On this one Friday night just after we started our second beer for the afternoon, Tracey received a call on her mobile phone. She started speaking to the person on the other end. I wasn't[…]

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Axsona

I crouch down in the bushes, watching Axsona. She's thirteen, same age as me. We go to Laredo together. She has shoulder-length straight blonde hair. Her boobs are barley there and she has a petite[…]

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Catch up

We had agreed to meet up for a drink, and you were late. It had been years since I’d seen you and I was nervous. I wasn’t sure how I wanted this to go. I[…]

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