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I am an experiment. Ever since I was born, I was never meant to live a normal life. I was specifically planned, conceived, and born for the interest o..
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It was hot that August day. No humidity, no breeze, just dry, nose bleed heat. I was alone on a straight, dirty road, no cars coming or going. The sun..
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The shore line is quite a beautiful place in the day time. Rays of sunshine peek through the clouds, and the golden grains of sand glitter like Glind..
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The shore line is quite a beautiful place in the day time. Rays of sunshine peek through the clouds, and the golden grains of sand glitter like Glind..
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The soft, pale green grass blades in this forest clearing were overgrown and unkempt. A few dandelions had chosen to take refuge near a mud-caked boul..
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Normally, the crunching sounds of autumn leaves beneath ones boots is a comforting noise. It usually symbolizes the childish love of jumping out of on..
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short horror story that really makes you wonder
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