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"...you know, I have never told anyone this. No one. Not a living soul. Except, of course, those that already knew. While walking by an ally on..

I called on a higher power. Standing helpless in the center of the street. Arms rose towards the heavens. “Familiar voices with unfamiliar fa..

It was a Thursday. The baby was crawling around in circles with an unlit cigarette in its mouth and a Spork glued to its hand. Mom, a fe..

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I watched excitedly from my window, as the clouds appeared less and less forced hallucinations brought on by extreme boredom, childhood fantasies a..

I started to wonder what it would be like to fall? More so interested in what would go through my head? What would I think about in my last seconds..

The gentleman next to me said suddenly and without warning “ We’ll feel comfortable, high up in our positions of stature. Ignoring this..

“Knock, knock”… “Knock, knock” Sure, I have on occasion been one to hear things. Things that No one else could hear, t..

The ride was getting rough and bumpy and the pilot came on over the loud speaker requesting we put our belts back on for the time being until we ge..