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“Close your eyes, Libby. This won’t be pretty.” Jack spits as he turns his sister away from the gruesome mess at her feet. Libby rol..
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When the attacks began, Libby and Jack were alone in their parents house. It was well past midnight and they had been watching Shark Week on the Disco..
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Jack felt the weight of the dark settle around him. He heard nothing but Libby’s whimpers. When the lights went out, he told her to sit in the l..
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Sitting on the back porch, cigarette in hand, I write to you.
The moon blinks and the stars taunt while dogs bark in the distance.
Practical..
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