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Like Paper: Chapter 8
I woke up slowly. At first I didn’t remember what had happened and tried to figure out why I was on the floor. There were noises all around me that I didn’t understand. Raised voices, heavy machinery, and lots of footsteps. The ground beneath me was uneven and rough with dust and what felt like…
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Like Paper: Chapter 7
My first few days at the Cane Center went by in a daze. Currently I was lost, trying to navigate the campus to find where my math class was supposed to be. I had a map of the campus but I wasn’t sure which way to orient it so I could find where I was…
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Like Paper: Chapter 5
By the time we landed at our final destination, I’d filled three barf bags. My blue skin had a certain green tinge to it, and I couldn’t stop my hands from shaking. The whole time I struggled to keep from damaging anything but twenty-four hours is a long time to be stuck on a plane.…
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Like Paper: Chapter 4
They sent a bus to pick me up. There were a few other supers, most of them around my own age, already on board. Harding and Kira were there as well. “We’ll be lightly sedating you for the trip,” Kira explained after we got my luggage loaded. “This way we’re less likely to have any…
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Like Paper: Chapter 3
It didn’t take too long for Harding and Kira to run me through the other tests, which all failed to reveal any other powers. That was a relief. I was silent as we walked back to the building where my dad was still waiting. “How’d it go?” he asked when we walked in. “She’s the…
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Like Paper: Chapter 2
It was an hour drive to the evaluation site where they would test my powers. I was expecting something like a doctor’s office but instead when we arrived it turned out to be a bomb range. It makes sense, since powers could be unpredictable and no one wanted to have to keep rebuilding or repairing…
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Like Paper: Chapter 1
I sat on the edge of my bed for far too long. I should be up and getting ready for the school day. I expect my mom or dad to knock on my door at any moment but I can’t get myself to move. Not yet, because I feel too different, almost alien in my…
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Sanctuary: Part 2
The days bled together in a terrible monotony with Chey’s only variation being how often she needed to repair the salt ring. Each time she was tempted to make a run for it. Prowlers were a pursuit predator, moving steadily towards their prey at a pace just slower than Chey could jog. The nearest town…
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Delay
I have a vacation coming up and I was hoping to get ahead on my writing so there wouldn’t be any delay in my posting, but then I ended up having a multi-day migraine that’s still on-going so there will be some delay. I’ll try and have at least one post each week but this…
Bridge of Broken Glass
Stories from my mind that won't be quiet
Bridge of Broken Glass 