Short Story
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My Name Identity
TW: Includes childhood bullying, light hearted conversations, writer notes, and unoriginal classmates. The journey in finding out my name’s story is quite a tale, but it all started when…
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Hyperparasitism
It had never entered his head that his son was not his own blood. How could it have? But doubt was such an insidious thing, digging into the day-to-day,…
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Sophia’s Strangest Disappearance
TW Depression It was not like I could talk a lot of sense into Sophia. I never could. No one ever could. Once she had formed an opinion…
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Miracle
Miracle It was Orion’s boots that caught his eye first. It was the middle of summer, so those were probably the only boots around for ten miles.…
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I talked and He listened
I talked and He listened. The green pastures let me rest, beside a quiet stream. The earth stretched His glorious hands soaking me in His warmth that asked nothing…
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HEINA I
HEINA I TW: mentions of death Maybe this is a dream. Maybe I’m delusional, crazy, making this all up. Or maybe it’s real – maybe this is an…
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Three Little Pigs
All three pigs survived, but why was only one of them called smart? They said it was a fair world, that the pigs who failed were simply lazy, stupid,…
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The Strange Museum
The museum looked more hushed than usual. My leather shoes clacked against stripes of timber. The sound spread across the floor, every step that I took felt like stepping…
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Hello. You Have Died.
Hello. You Have Died. TWs: mentions of death and suicide [Hello. You have died.] “I— hold on. Wait a minute. I’m dead?” [Yes.] “Right.…
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Your Pick
I wake up to see myself travelling over darkness. What is that? Something bumpy? My foot hovers over the pedal, and my hands are placed on the steering wheel,…
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Birthdays
I recently came across a Polaroid of myself on my fourth birthday. I know it was my fourth because I was holding up four fingers, sitting at the dinner…
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One To Seven
1. It’s scenic. Most places are, when you stop to smell the roses (see: 1). You move, happily—or perhaps more accurately—contently, towards your favorite park bench. It’s old, older…
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Slow Down
I had been sitting on the floor of your bedroom, surrounded by toy cars. Your little brother finally came to build a race track with us, and for that,…
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Fantasia – Prelude
Fantasia – Prelude Fading summer heat wavers through the fields. In the distance, the serene ringing of birdsong sounded, a melancholy melody merging with the chirping of cicadas. The…
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Bits of Neptune
At the age of four, I gained consciousness for the first time. I watched documentaries about little cartoon characters exploring deep space in pretty purple rockets and fighting off…
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The Throne, the Flame, and the Secret
Laid beneath the cloudy sky; too far away to see with just one bare eye, uncovered where the Castle of Wings once stood. A prince of fairly small size…
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Looking Back
A year from now it’ll all be different. A year from now you’ll be there, and I’ll be here, and it’ll almost go back to the way it was…
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Change In Heart
A field with 20 mm of rain, scattered all around. When I leaned back, I fell, and in more than one way, it hurt. I felt a seraphic stream…
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Red Flowers
The moon. The moon shines bright. Water, water. Scarlet water. All around her, the ritual flowers blossomed. Red spider lilies. Water was dripping down her hair. Hinako raised her…
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That Stupid Doll
This looks like something out of a painting, she thought. The sand lined the sea like fairy dust, the pebbled surface of the water slowly swaying from one side…




















