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Eduardo De La Garza Nerio

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A No B.S. Guide To The Zombie Apocalypse

So, it’s your first day in the zombie apocalypse, I gotta say, congratulations! You’re doomed for your whole life—unless some cure comes and saves the whole world from the zombie apocalypse. Something which will never come because scientists always die in zombie apocalypse movies.You’re probably scared, confused, feeling awkward, and panicking every few or so seconds because you think that cat in your neighbor’s house is some zombie plotting to eat your brain.I got good news!Cats do turn into zombies, so . . . in case you still have Rocky in...

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The Last Wish

I knew I had done wrong. I knew it from the moment I saw her hollow, empty eyes glare one last time at me—pleading for something I couldn’t give—before extinguishing fully. All those promises left untouched. The laughs and talks fading away in the past. Caro was dead. And she wasn’t coming back.Not now. Not ever.I gulped a rock down my throat as I took another step forward, handcuffs pressing around my wrists. My legs wobbling like Jell-O, feet tapping violently against the floor, heart racing inside my ribcage as if it already knew the fate...

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The One Who Never Was

Heart racing against my chest, I made my way through the hallways, my sneakers banging on the floor as time ticked away from the clock. Tick, tick, tick. My forehead dripped in cold sweat, my breathing erratic and a full calamity as I went up the stairs and into the right.My tongue could not lie anymore; excuses were just another thing Mrs. Callaway would pass by like she had with all the past ones. Excuses were my middle name, and without them . . . I had nothing. Nothing. And this, already in progress quiz, was worth more than I could take...

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bLuE

BlueBlue’s the color of the neat dim sky that surrounds us with great intensity, the thing which covers most of our dear planet Earth, with grayish-blue puffs of smoke—also called clouds—humming along it.There’s also the blue sun: feeble and dull, dimly casting rays of sunlight that pierce through the heavy clouds that pose above.It’s been like that for ten years now. Ten years of wearing the same saddish-blue outfits, of going to the same blue building at 8 o’clock, of drinking the same blue macchiato coffee, and of having to support the bl...

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Chronologically Confused

CW: Violence, strong language (including profanity), and suicide references. Heirlooms are an interesting thing.They’re special objects—watches, books, jewelry, you name it—that are passed from generation to generation. They are like the color of your eyes, the shape of your nose, or maybe even the way your nail grows.But heirlooms are different in a special way.Patrick was 27 when his dad gave him an heirloom—a golden Rolex with worn brown leather straps. Not long after that, his father took his own life, a tragedy that rippled through the ...

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Track & Me

If you told my younger self from five years ago that he would be a national runner-up, he probably wouldn’t believe it. He’d take you as a joker and tell you, “And I’m freaking Aquaman, dumbass.” But if you had told him he’d be a national runner-up in track—not soccer, his beloved sport—he would probably shit himself, and his head would explode into millions of unfixable pieces. As a kid, I tried nearly every sport known to humankind, from boxing to swimming to basketball, to the least-known ones like diving. I was a very athletic kid who li...

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The Purrfect Brownie

Submitted to Contest #275

When the black cat appeared for the fourth time that day, I thought he might’ve been a sign of luck. But I knew he wasn’t when I saw him a fifth time. He was clearly trying to lead me somewhere.Black cats are usually associated with witchcraft, monsters, and ghosts that haunt you in the dark. But I didn’t see it that way. For me, black cats were like four leaves clovers to some people or like the number seven to others—a sign of luck. This cat, though, was something different. I walked against the current of commuters that looked in an extre...

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Grand Raven Hotel

A chilling breeze swept through the corridors of the Grand Raven Hotel, banging the doors and making the floorboards creak. Darius didn’t find it pleasing that every corner of the hotel was filled with cobwebs mixed with the faint acrid odor of rusty furniture. Darius couldn’t go one step without feeling that his back was being followed, but every time he turned around, the feeling disappeared, and the image he would see was of old furniture and paintings—and sometimes an old light would flash on and off, accompanied by a cold gust of wind t...

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A race against myself

As I leaned back against my friend’s car, I looked up into the sky, seeing the stars shine above me, hoping that one would come down and bless me with a good feeling, something that only beer wouldn’t do. The sour taste of failure lingered in my mouth, the clear feeling that I hadn’t been good enough. Anger boiled inside me, turning every single cell against me. My jaw clenched, my ears burned hot, and a tear was threatening to come down from my eye. I soaked it up.“Fuck!” I shouted, slamming my fist on the car hood.“Man, you’re going to bre...

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Back to the 80's

“You sure about this?” asked Brody, stepping inside the cabin. The wooden floor creaked as his foot touched the floor. “Here looks a little bit creepy.” “I’m sure it’s okay,” assured Thomas, brushing his curls out of his forehead. “My uncle used to live here. We can use it in here as a refuge for a few days, and then we can get the hell out of here.” “You better be telling the truth about this, Curlyshit.” Brody frowned, his eyebrows looking more like aunibroww than anything. “Because if we die here, I’ll make sure to kill you.” That didn’t ...

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Roof jumping 101. (Please don’t try this at home).

Have you ever tried roof jumping? Because if you have that nagging sensation deep down in your heart to do it, my recommendation is just don’t. Don’t go jumping off any rooftops, don’t try to take parkour classes in the Empire State building, or try to become Spider-Man by jumping into the air and trying to get webs out of your wrists. Believe me, it doesn’t work like that. You need what it’s called experience, something I did have, and at the same time, I didn’t want to have. My name is Chris Sawyer, and right now, I’m escaping from someone...

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New year. New me.

01/01/24Dear Diary: It’s January 1st, that means that it’s time to change, time to change the person that I was last year. New year, new me.I know that I didn’t achieved my goals like the past years. Instead of losing ten kilos I gained ten more; I only went to the gym the first week of January and my bank account almost lose all the money because I paid the year membership (it was in 10% discount!); and all my relationships were a fiasco, all because I was fat.But, I feel that this year is different, this year isn’t like all the others. I f...

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A christmas Carol. Spinoff

The temperature was like nothing ever. The freezing chill controlled the streets in the heart of London, making it impossible to get a single ray of sunlight. Most people were in their houses, getting comfortable with cushions in front of the amber glow with a hot cup of tea. But the people who weren't at home were either working or wandering through the streets. People were wearing probably a thousand kilos of clothing just to keep themselves warm; their teeth wouldn’t stop tattering, and they had to keep moving to generate some heat. This ...

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