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As a child, the monsters were easy to spot.
The villain wore a sinister smile and twirled his mustache.
Ghouls and goblins lurked beneath my bed..
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Honestly, this was kind of hard for me to write and publish. But I'm experimenting with seeing if it will help. So.. yeah.
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Stumbling, uncertain, shaking, I fall
And stare up blankly, in fear, in helplessness,
As my world intensifies.
Colors take on supernatural, d..
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It was a frigid November night. Silence had settled over the
landscape, lit by the feeble light of a waning moon. By day, the scenery was
beautiful ..
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2 a.m., and it begins again. The tremors rolling up and down
my body, shaking my skin as if a million tiny bugs have crawled under my flesh.
The sud..
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Shiny glass. A flash of black hair. Long, gnarled claws
reaching, reaching. Bloodred eyes looming. An ice cold voice whispering:
“Soon…..
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Funny thing, life is. So substantial, yet it can slip away
with slightest provocation. Almost like family, especially in the case of
divorce. And, i..
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The night was hot, stifling, as we trudged through the humid
forest. The sliver of moonlight that cut through the thick blackness made fools
of my e..
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Two children whirl
playfully through the lush, peaceful field- their screams of laughter breaking
the calm of the atmosphere, filling it with joy. G..
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