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Maria
"I dare you to stand on the edge of that hole," I said. "Okay," said Bethany, my cousin. She stepped over to the hole's cliff-like edge, wiggled her body a bit as if it was no big deal. She stepped away and said, “I dare you to jump in the hole.” I peered down over the edge. The hole was narrow but wide enough to fit your average human. The edges were ragged and riddled with roots, so climbing back up could absolutely be possible. How strong were the roots, though? Would they snap under my body weight? I looked over at Bethany. She stood with her arms crossed, staring at me with a look of cont...
wait until the sun rises
The only house rule was to be back before sunset and never to step outside until the sun rises again, and Jake couldn't even follow.Aurora held the doorknob as she watched the sky burn behind the rocky Mount Tanglad. She looked at her digital watch every other minute as if looking at it would bring Jake back from wherever he was. Where has he been, by the way?They came back to the house at around three in the afternoon after the day's work, and Aurora took a nap. When she woke up aftewww.onedoor.ccr an hour, Jake was nowhere.She clucked her tongue and shut the door at precisely six twenty-eight. 'Screw you,...
When Monsters Feast
I’ve amassed an army, humans are terrified and I have become a king. The abyss no longer holds me hostage and humanity as I’ve known it has advanced. But no level of technology could have made them foresee me. And as I stood on top of the world, the poor little girl that held my hand in the abyss walked in. Her face inhuman, her stride was calm, she stopped in front of me with a new form I failed to recognize at first glance. “I see you’re doing well Vi.” I tell her, as her gaze looks up at me, and empty eyes stare back. “Why did you send me alone… when you were coming to this world yourself?”...
The Full California Experience
TW: gun violence They were headed home when the street lamps cut out. Daniel’s hands stilled. He squeezed the baseball he’d been tossing between them, his head thrown back, eyes on the light above him. It didn’t flicker or anything; just stayed dark and silent. There was a soft flutter as a swarm of moths departed, their source of fascination vanquished. Lowering his gaze, he squinted in the dark. “Ham?” he called. A curse flew out of the nearby bushes, and Daniel stepped back as his cousin shoved his way free of the snares. His skateboard was tucked under a scratched arm, and the hole in th...