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Murder of a Teenage Life (Part 1)
Most bad people have their excuses for the evil things they do. Not the kind of excuse that a child would tell its mother to avoid punishment, but more like ...
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Universe (at war)
When you and I verse each other it is like a war between trained Marines and kids with sticks and rocks. You were like a dog barking at a wolf, ...
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The Ward (Part 1)
It’s like being back in the womb except for the temperature, its bitter cold. He can’t tell if his eyes are open or closed because he can only see the ...
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The Ward part 2
Part lighting in the hallway was even dimmer than the gym had been when Josh first entered it. The concrete floor was painted dark gray and the walls were made ...
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Paedogenesis (aka: What your parents really think of you)
PaedogenesisNo, it’s not some weird disorder that you have to register with the local police department for. Paedogenesis is basically, the young giving rise to the young. It happens in ...
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Sleep Now My Child
This is a little flash fiction piece I wrote as an exercise to help develop my characters voice in narration. I'm trying to maintain a distinct voice while at the ...
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He Eateth Grass
Another Asher Levy Vignette. We're about to get into some...some things...When I was eight years old there was this kid, I don’t remember his name, something Irish sounding I think. ...
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Пеpестройка
Пеpестройка=PerestroikaYou know, most dudes can’t tell you exactly when it was that they started being adults. I mean, there’s one point when you just gotta stop and say, “You know ...
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Pu##y Galore (Part 1)
(18+ for sexual situations involving young people. If that bothers you, read something else.) This is the same character from post661646.html#p661646 but in an entirely different universe.Pussy Galore
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(calm) Like a Bomb
You wonder why I sleep with a goddam 357 Magnum under my pillow and a fucking Mossberg shotgun under my bed. Well if you had as many people sneak into ...
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A Dead Mouse (part 1)
This story’s about shaky hands, not dead mice. I don’t really care for this title but what do I know, I’m just a narrator. I wanted to call it “On ...
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A Dead Mouse (part 2)
Tom’s in the kitchen when Daniel steps inside. He pulls out a couple of cans of Budweiser. No wait, let’s make them bottles instead of cans. While we’re at it, ...
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Twilite Speedball (part 1)
ANY feedback will be appreciated. Even if all you have to say is "I stopped reading after the 1st sentence because my eyes started bleeding", I'll appreciate that more than ...
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Twilite Speedbal (part 2)
Part 1: topic62837.htmlCindy kept running her mouth and it was starting to get on my nerves. I could hear Joe playing his acoustic bass in his bedroom. I wished I ...
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Born Like This
as political landscapes dissolveThe Brazilian raises his left hand from the stock of his rifle to the rosary around his neck. He squeezes the wooden crucifix, the body of Christ ...
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vomitspit
he wanted to buy me a steak as a reward. I told him I was a vegetarian. people think it’s weird when I tell them that. hold on, he said, ...
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you know those little grates?
in the sidewalk? sometimes they’ll have steam coming out of them or something and if you look down through the metal grates they go about fifteen to twenty feet to ...
