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Category: Short Story

Posted on October 21, 2015

Mercy Killing

  I walked along the edge of the sidewalk because I wanted the rain to pour down my collar, drenching my shirt. It sent chills up my spine. I loved that feeling. People under dark umbrellas glanced my way. Their reactions made my lips curl into a smile. I stopped at the corner waiting to …

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Posted on October 16, 2015October 16, 2015

The Raven and the Dove

I watched him stare up at the sky and think, something he did often, but this time was different. I could tell by his unsteady heart rhythm. It seemed vulnerable. Even the air felt like it was peeling away the layers between us. It made me nervous and a little scared, but then he moved …

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Posted on October 14, 2015October 14, 2015

She was so Scared

She was so scared. My eyes skimmed her bare body. We had only undressed her to find wounds or marks, but she didn’t know that. She couldn’t understand us. The room was warm, but everyone was still dressed. Every man had on his masked hood and his weapons girded. We had completed the last mission, …

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Posted on October 11, 2015October 12, 2015

Angels

It was quiet. Everything was still. I pressed myself against the wall and tried to steady my breathing. The smell of blood was nauseating. I closed my eyes despite the darkness that already filled my vision. He had broken my chains. I was free. But I couldn’t move. The sound of screams and gunshots and …

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