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Fun and Games“It’ll be fun,” Sarah begged, tugging at Emily’s wrists. “Come on. You know it’ll be fun.” Emily stared at the ground, trying to not let Sarah’s excitement and longing influence her decision.Fun and Games
“Please, Emmy, I’ll never ask you to do it again!” cried Sarah. “But… won’t she be embarrassed? Or upset? I would be,” Emily said, still talking to the ground.
“No! She’ll be glad that we’re taking notice of her. Think rationally, Emmy,” Sarah said firmly.
Emily kept her eyes down, picking out separ
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The Living GhostThe bell rings loudly in the hallway. There’s a scuffling, scuttling sound as the last stragglers drag themselves inside their classroom. Then the hallway is quiet, except for the soft playing of music and a buzzing sound that comes from one of the lights. Occasionally the sound of a locker slamming interrupts the serene feeling of the hallway. Little does everyone in this peaceful school know that their place of learning is haunted. The ghost is, as of now, sitting in her first hour class. It’s history, and the teacher is droning on and on about the civil war. The ghost sits right up in the front, directly under tThe Living Ghost
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Broken MugI came home on Friday afternoon to discover that everything in my house was gone. I knew something was wrong when I unlocked the front door, because the hallway was devoid of ornamental hanging bowls. My mother had a fetish for ornamental hanging bowls, you see, and usually I was greeted by a bright blue plate in the shape of a fish. But not on Friday afternoon. Instead, I was greeted by a note scrawled on a yellow sticky note. It was in my mom’s handwriting, and it was addressed to me.Broken Mug
Dear Delilah,
We’re moving! Isn’t it exciting? We’ve already got all the furniture moved into our ne
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All She Has“Henrietta,” squawks the voice from the living room, the voice that Etta has come to fear. “The chickens ain’t gonna live another day if you don’t get up off your lazy ass and feed ‘em.” “Yes’m,” Etta replies softly. She picks at the seams of her patchwork dress as she walks through the tiled house, bare-footed, to the chicken coop. The light dances off her pale skin in pretty patterns against the orange wallpaper. “An’ be quick about it!”the voice booms again. Etta hears the couch squeak and she picks up her pace. Outside, the wind is blowing softly. EttAll She Has
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