Tag: books
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Sixty-three
Dad spends most of his free time in the basement. He barely even says hello to us all before he walks down those stairs and disappears until dinnertime. It began about a year ago. He found a YouTube channel about model cities, and instantly became obsessed with it. Something about those tiny houses, the ornate…
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Sixty-two
Nobody knows why, when we take a photo, we tell the subject of that photo to “say cheese!” It’s one of the many great mysteries of the modern age. It’s up there along with the construction of Stonehenge and the Riemann hypothesis. But what if I told you I discovered the truth? Let me take…
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Sixty-one
“Put the fire out, Sadie,” I said through my chattering teeth. Sadie looked over at me, prodding stick in hand, the end red-hot after just being raked through the charcoal at the bottom of the flames. I wrapped my blanket around me tighter as I shivered, standing as far away from the fire as I…
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Sixty
Ignorance is bliss. That’s what they say. The more you know, the more you fear. Doesn’t really apply if you’re only pretending to be ignorant, though. The school still functions, if barely. Nearly half of the teachers have died, but a greater number of students have passed, too. It evens out, I suppose. What a…
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Fifty-nine
“Tomato.” “Red.” “Carrot.” “Uh, uh… orange.” “Lemon.” “Yello— fuck!” Sadie screamed as the shock flowed through her body, shaking and jolting in the chair she was strapped into and threatening to rip it out of the ground. “Lemons are green, Miss Rivers,” the man in the suit sitting in front of her said, his hands…
A Forsworn Fantasy 