Tag: novel
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Sixty-four
I’m tired. I haven’t even done anything today. It’s always the days when I do nothing that I feel the most tired by the end of it. Even days when I wake up at 7am, I’m out all day, socialising and interacting with people, talking for hours and hours and hours, I don’t feel this…
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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
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…
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Fifty-eight
“I am not a pussy!” “Yeah?” chided Reece, hands on his hips and a disgustingly smug grin on his face, standing in front of his band of goons. “Go inside then!” My eye twitched as I looked over his shoulder to the property beyond. It was a derelict house, constructed of rotten wood and crumbling…
A Forsworn Fantasy 