It wasn't me.

This story was difficult for me to write. Not because there's violence or anger. I've done that before. Not because it's dark, although it is. This isn't the first thing I wrote that you weren't[…]

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Late for work

Damn it, I'm already late for work and there's a mob waiting for the elevators. We shuffle in, packed in like sardines. I made my way to the back, second in from the wall. Fifteen[…]

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So innocent chapter 1

"Dad?" Steve heard his young 15 year old daughter call out to him from upstairs. "Down here sweety." he said, looking at the stairs. Jessica ran down them, her long brown hair flowing behind her.[…]

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Bad day gone good

-1Bad Day Gone Good My day started off on a bad note the alarm didn’t go off and everything else followed suite. From missing my turn to getting a drink spilled all over my new[…]

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