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“Let’s go for a walk” Ray said.  John had only been in the house for five minutes when Ray spoke up. Jennie, Ray’s wife was already setting the table and the turkey looked positively enticing. She was the best cook that John had ever met, and it was more than a compliment; even his own wife agreed. She was overall a very kind woman but when it came to food, she could be a tad over reactive. She would often fume i...
I was born at the bottom of the pit with many others like me. A massive writhing pit that churned us out in our millions. Some don’t make it more than a few seconds before they dissolve into dust and ashes. Some make it a few minutes. They develop limbs, their eyes are aglow with wonder and purpose and just like that, their string is cut and all that is left is ashes. I was born in a particular group ...
“Today is the day I change” I looked for any reaction from my one person audience but Rian barely even moved, her nose remained firmly buried in her book. “Are you even listening to me?” I asked her. “Nope” I deflated a bit but I couldn’t blame her. I had said it over a million times but saying was the easy part. I actually had to do something about it. And that was the diffi...
Roman couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned and prayed but still nothing. He let out a sigh. "Might as well get up now" He mumbled as he stood up from his small cot in the corner of the room. He carefully made his way to the door stepping over the sleeping forms of his friends. Just as he reached his objective, the door swung open and standing in the doorway was his oldest friend- Sean. <...
I could barely tell in the dark room we were hiding but I could just make out the corners of her mouth lifting up in a smile. Her face was covered in dirt and her hair was caked with mud but her smile still managed to tear through the veil of dirt and shine a ray of light.I don't even remember what I said but I know for a fact it was not funny. At least not funny enough to elicit such a response from a normally stoic girl especially in the dire situation we found ourselves in.She reached out her hands a...
I'm a Christian. I love God, people and fantasy worlds. I hope to one day be one of the greatest writers out there to the glory of God.
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