Dalias dream

Dalia’s Dream Another hot dry desert day. Not a cloud in the azure blue sky….. Dalia dropped to her bed… exhausted from the heat… and felt the coolness of the air conditioner pour over her…[…]

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Smoke out revised

It was a warm, dark night. The guys outside the building were all excited and expectant for the waited event to take place. You see, every once in a while, meaning once every couple of[…]

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My history teacher

MY HISTORY TEACHER I'm sitting in my history class, listening to Mr. Markusen droning on about events leading up to the Civil War. It's my first year here at the Clark School for Girls, a[…]

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