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Changes in Posting Schedule
With the chapters of “An Awoken Mind” being longer than my usual posts, I’m finding that I need a little more time to get them polished up to where I want them. As such, I’m moving to just one post per week for the time being so the story doesn’t suffer from being rushed. Thank…
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An Awoken Mind: Chapter 4
Tuesday Someone screamed and Erick woke with a start. All around him was quiet, no sign of where the scream came from. It was cold and so dark out that he knew a regular person wouldn’t be able to see the far wall of the alley. To his eyes the area around him was a…
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An Awoken Mind: Chapter 3
A Few More Days The majority of Sunday was spent in boredom. With nothing to do and nowhere to go, their options were quite limited. Erick’s energy was returning, but they both agreed that it would be best to wait until he had a larger store built up. “I feel like I’m in prison,” Sarah…
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An Awoken Mind: Chapter 2
Saturday Erick blinked and he was greeted by a dull gray morning; the sun had yet to rise though it wasn’t far off. A thick quilted blanket had been draped over Erick sometime during the night. A quick look around revealed that Sarah was not inside the car. Through the shot out windows on the…
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An Awoken Mind: Chapter 1
Friday An orange, open-top Jeep with sun baked mud splattered halfway up the doors and countless dents and scratches pulled into the driveway and honked. The house that this driveway belonged to was nothing special, every third house in the neighborhood was almost exactly the same; Only the cars and flowerbeds set them apart, and…
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Wanderer
The bench was hard, made of granite. In the shade beneath the nearby oak it was cool to the touch, though Corrine couldn’t feel it. She was aware of the hardness and the temperature, but she didn’t feel things like she used to. A breeze was blowing and it, too, was unfelt by her. It…
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Empty House: Part 2
“Okay, let’s see what’s through door number two,” Kyle said, crossing the living room and grabbing the doorknob on the other door. The door was swollen with moisture and stuck in the door jam. Kyle had to pull hard on the doorknob to get it to open. When the door finally came free, a plume…
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Empty House: Part 1
“Hey everyone,” Kyle said in his cocky voice as he started recording with his head mounted GoPro. In front of him was a familiar sight. Everyone in town knew about this place. Everyone he asked said it had always been here. Even his grandmother remembered the house being there, abandoned. No one knew who owned…
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Future Warning
Today was not a day to be alone. That wasn’t because Samantha didn’t want to be alone, but because it was probably the busiest day of her life and everyone around her was fussing and helping and hurrying to do one thing or another. It was, of course, her wedding day. The sun had barely…
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Too High
“Don’t climb too high.” It was a constant refrain that Carlos hated hearing. He never thought he was climbing too high, but then suddenly there would be adults down below calling for him to come down. “Didn’t we say not to climb too high?” How high was too high? He’d been on playgrounds that were…
Bridge of Broken Glass
Stories from my mind that won't be quiet
Bridge of Broken Glass 