Chris Woestenburg
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NightmaresA Story by Chris WoestenburgI almost didn’t notice him get into my bed, but I slowly fell into lucidity. My body was still sleepy, and gravity a.. |
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A Visit to My Old Middle SchoolA Story by Chris WoestenburgI walked through the crowded hallway of my old middle school, feeling like Moses as the sea of silly little idiots parted before me. It was strange be.. |
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Opportunity for AdvancementA Poem by Chris WoestenburgHey, kid, I don’t understand what you’re talking about;You make no sense to me.I think you’re walking too close to the dangerous lin.. |
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AlcoholimboA Poem by Chris WoestenburgI guess it’s kind of a poem, contrary to my opinions. |
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How to Piss Off an Avid ReaderA Story by Chris WoestenburgI was sitting in the most inconspicuous corner of Tim’s, headphones on my ears but unplugged, sipping on a cof.. |
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Don’t Bother Reading ThisA Story by Chris WoestenburgSeriously. Not worth your time. |
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War PartyA Story by Chris WoestenburgThe mediator stood in the centre of the stage and held the five fingers of his right hand up in the air and began counting down silently; four, three.. |
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First World TragedyA Story by Chris WoestenburgCatastrophe ensues as an 18-year-old stoner settles himself in his bed after his evening toke. |
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Sleep ParalysisA Story by Chris WoestenburgMy description of what sleep paralysis is like. |
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The Black LambA Story by Chris WoestenburgDon’t try to find any meaning in this. I’m just stretching my imagination and freewriting. Thought this might make for a creepy creature. |
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