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ALL WAS QUITE. ALL WAS STILL. CRIMSON BLOOD STAINED THE CARPET, AND THE KILLERS CURVED BLADE, WICH JUTTED FROM HIS SLEEVE. HIS NEWEST VICTIM WAS A YOUNG WOMEN, A SOPHMORE IN COLLEGE, MAGORING IN BIOMEDICS. HOW TRULY TAINTED HIS MIND IS TO KILL A WOMAN WITH SUCH A BRIGHT FUTURE. BUT HE CARED NOT, SHE WAS ONLY SPAREABLE, LIKE SO MANY OTHERS. HE PICKED A SHARD OF MIRROR FROM THE FLOOR, AND HELD IT...
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THEY WERE ALL GATHERED THERE, IN THE STONE RUINS OF A ONCE GREAT TEMPLE.IT HAD NO ROOF THOUGH, ONLY FLOORS AND SUPPORTING WALLS.THE NIGHT WAS CLEAR, AND FULL OF SHINIG STARS. THEY WERE VAMPIRES, BLOOD SUCKERS, CREATURES OF THE NIGHT, AND AMONG THEM WAS THE GREATEST OF THEIR KIND, DRACULA. HIS HAIR WAS SLICK, LONG, AND JET BLACK. HIS SKIN WAS AS PALE AS THE MOON, AND HIS EYES WERE GREY, AND...
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He was watching me. Staring. The moment I had entered the church the reverend hadn't taken his eyes off me. As I found a seat I lifted my head to the ceramic Jesus to escape his gaze but the man in black stepped back into my view blocking my savior. Sweat was rushing out my body as I nervously twitched and shifted uncomfortably in my seat. He began the sermon shouting out about sins and...
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Sleight
of Hand
Tyler Rice
10 30 2006
The
lights come up. The stage shines like a
survival mirror reflecting the sun to hail a plane. The announcer speaks his name and the
curtains part. The sounds of applause
and screams fill the theatre.
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Drawing back the blade Ana paused and stood back, the realization of what she had just done beginning to sink in. she dropped the straight razor and looked down at the evergrowing pool of blood that was blackening the white bathroom tile. She sank to the floor in the corner covering her head with her hands and rocked herself back and forth while the tears coursed down her cheeks mixing with the...
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Life may be our white. White can either be composed of something or nothing.
The darkness encroaches. Some think that light over comes the dark. But no one's always right. I feel it covering me. I feel the wretched darkness intertwining me. It's coming into me, becoming one with who I am. But it's not who I am. It's what I've become. I'm...
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The Three Little Pigs
Author: Jessie Masoner
So here I am waiting for it all to end like the coward I am. I was running all those years ago and I'm still running now. It doesn't seem to matter anymore because the whole world is going to be plunged into total war. I guess he was right that stupid little pig was right, NO I can stop all of this, I will stop all...
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Midnight
Chapter 1
I had been in english, reading Of Mice And Men, when my teacher shoved a dirty, white, envelope on my desk. He seemed irritated for reasons I could not fathom, at the time.
"For you, Mary." he said with forced enthusiasm. I felt as though I were doing something wrong, just...
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After slamming into the cold, hard ground, Adam suddenly felt one of the cloaked men who where following him fall on top of him. He rolled over and saw the white cloak dripping with red. The mask had fallen off and had several holes in it. Adam peered at the dark face, and then removed the hood which cast the shadow upon the man's face. He looked at his uncovered face...
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I am going to kill my wife today, my darling wife, as much as I love her, and you, who she loves, will die too.
I am going to make sure she feels the pain that she has tortured me with for years; the knowlege that our bed occupies three, not just her and me. I will make her scream for mercy while I take the knife to her throat.
I will make...
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Erica felt her husband's hand on her lower back, rubbing gently. She could not help flinching, then tried to remember the last time he had touched her. It must have been months ago, she thought.
The fights between them had become a daily routine. Paul was a gambler, and he was spending her father's money. Erica couldn't bear it anymore.
"You...
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"Addiction"
By
Max Booth III
Darlene Virginia was doing a hundred and five in her bright red convertible along the humid remote Nevada highway. She had long ominous red hair like her car, and light brown shades to block out the sunlight. Because of the color of her hair everybody called her Cherry. She was wearing a blue power suit and blue stilettos....
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I- Runnin' With the Devil
I pop open a can of soda in my studio apartment. Asia's "Heat of the Moment" is still fresh in my ears. That was, before the power went out. I was at the grocery store when this all unfolded. The power went out and a woman screamed. I got out of there as fast as I could before the rest could drive out of the lot. I picked up my cell phone and strode to the...
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An explosion like the crack of doom flooded my senses with horror. First, the sound, the horrid sound, then, the sight, the blood-stained jaw lying four meters from its owner. The smell of gunpowder and blood. The feeling coursing through my body, fear. And last, last, the taste of blood in my...
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Yet again, Adam woke with a sharp pain in his head in a room. But this room was more lit than before, and it seemed to be larger from where he was now. The interior was relatively the same- old, rotting boards. He realized that he wasn't bound this time; no, instead, there were cloaked men in the room.
Aversely, he tilted his head upwards. Looking past...
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Preface
A doorway is a device by which freedom of property and purpose is adjusted. Isolated enclosure, privacy, peace, integrity, evil, and righteousness are all made possible by the alternating functions of the opening and closing of both time and space.
Coffin lids, tombs, mansions,...
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Adam slowly regained his consciousness in a dark, small room that was hardly lit. He looked around and noticed how there was no one there. He glanced at his wrists and realized he was bound, however. As he studied the thin rope which was wrapped around his wrist, he snapped it of with a quick jerk. Quickly, he sprang to his feet as if he was being watched.
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How I wished I were just dead! I kept cursing myself of not listening to anybody. I wanted to build my own identity and this is how I get it? Oh my god, why me. Why don't they just kill me? What is taking them so long? Why can't they just finish with me? I just sat in the corner as tears rolled down my eyes and I see this group of men getting rather rough with each other. They all want to be...
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Cecily Winston-Smythe stood at
the open double doors of the French windows which looked out across the
perfectly manicured lawn and down to the stream which formed the southern
border of the ample property. She and George had lived at The Pastures all of
their married life but it had been far from an easy existence. Daddy had bought
the place as a wedding gift and a trust fund set up in...
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Chapter 11
Awakening
As time in the freezer went on Sergei killed the priest and carved the Hail Mary into him with only God knows what. Lional Kneeler's previously unconsious body lay upright as he rose up from his sleep, "Wow, what happened" he said out loud. Suddenly Sergei popped up and claimed "Jakey boy gone and killed the...
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