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Submitted to Contest #97
The Dark When we look into the darkness, our deepest selves understand that something looks back. Anthony looked out the window as midnight struck.... looked into a dark so crushing, that it felt tangible, encompassing..... stifling.... toxic. The thing looking back at him, its grotesque, teeth filled mouth, scowled more than smiled. Soon, it’s hunger would end. Anthony smiled back and thought “we’ll see whose hunger will be sated this night”. The thing of the darkness, whose very existence had struck a fear so primal into the hearts of su...
Submitted to Contest #96
Eddie knelt in the middle of the empty guest room, hand broken at his side, blood dripping from his torn lips and broken nose and just before the bullet tore through his head, he smiled at the drawing of the butterflies, his daughter had crayoned onto the wallpaper. They were beaut....... The shot rang out and there were not even birds to disturb in the trees. One week earlier.......Eddie knew that the town was dying. Soon, it would be drowning. He looked up at the last section of the dam being built into place, overshadowing the valley with...
As it was in the Beginning A Short Story by Anthony Booker AS IT WAS IN THE BEGINNING Joel understood now that hate was a living thing. It held you, encompassed you, bolstered you and tore you down. You could live it, die by it, and him standing there…..over the body of his best friend.....kill by it. Yes, hate was a living thing, because it whispered to him, “......he deserved no less, thus so it is, in the end” A few hours earlier The boys rode their bikes through their small town on roads as fami...
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