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Kieran Aire

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Days of Terror

Kieran Aire

Submitted to Contest #96

“Hey, Paddy!” Whisper-yelled James, my friend from school, from outside my window. Summer air trickled in slowly, as sweat bounced onto my forehead. Ma had given me a hand held fan. “What do you want, James?” I called back. James lingered outside the window, most likely standing on Pa’s prized petunias, like he always did. “Paddy, someone came to town!” he exclaimed. I sat right up, suddenly interested. In the small town of Woodhollow no one came, unless they were lost, but even then they steered clear of the town, as if they wou...

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The Planner

Kieran Aire

Submitted to Contest #91

“Ellie, Mrs. Madonna would kill me if she saw you here after hours on a friday.” Leo, My best friend moaned again from the checkout isle of the library. The meticulous beeping of the register had become like a pattern to me. Leo looked around worriedly to check if his supervisor had seen him like he was committing a crime. “Sorry, the high school reunion took longer than anticipated. My schedule did not consider that Ivy Lillis would corner me at the buffet and make fun of my planner like she did in grade school. It also did not conside...

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Cornelius-12

Kieran Aire

Submitted to Contest #82

“Is this thing on?” A male’s voice groans. He sounds frustrated, and tired. A whirring noise sounds from deep in my motors. My “eyes” open. “It is!” He says. Exhaling loudly, he does a dance. “Where am I?” I ask. “Who am I? Who are you?” Whirring exhilarates and tickles me with its frequent motion. “Hello Cornelia,” The man finally states. “My name is Basil Daedalus, I created you. Your serial number is 4265386364836, Model Cornelius-12. You are in my laboratory.” He tells me. “Scanning facial features, recognizing voice.” A computer t...

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