Fire Proof, Everything Proof_The Place Out Back_Hexed_The Seeing
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Fire Proof, Everything Proof
By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. So was my car, and so was my entire garage. I could see the firetrucks turning into my street. If they didn't already know my address, they would have seen the flames, and more than that, they would have heard me, screaming my voice box hoarse, and probably being heard 5 blocks over.I knew it had been a bad idea to put windows in my garage door. But the Pinterest boards were too enticing, and in the end, my needs for aesthetics won over. Aesthetics also burned down my garage, so, take note: adopt aestheticism with caution. That cozy fall ...
The Place Out Back
Micah knew the time was coming to go to that place out back. He had been pondering its inevitability for over a year. He had, he realized, grown old, old and tired. Eighty may not be ancient for some, but he felt it’s weight. His wife of fifty-five years had passed on two years earlier enduring a slow and agonizing “death by the inch” as he called it. His life’s partner was gone. Their three children had dispersed like the winds throughout the country. They called occasionally and visited when their lives permitted, which was not very often.“You know, dad… work, family, the kid’s school.” Mica...
Hexed
By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. From the upstairs loft, the tendrils of smoke had looked like a mirage, a trick of the mind. But standing on the porch with the heat blazing and the leaves cracking, it couldn’t be denied. The spell had worked.And my heart bubbled with joy. And I did a little jig. Now I knew hexing my neighbors would work. Not that the spell not working would have stopped me, but now I knew it was going to work.Hosing the pile of leaves I’d raked till they were a hissing pile of soggy leaves, I calculated the gymnastics it would take to place a dead rat o...
The Seeing
By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire, and I stopped in my tracks. I was confused. There were people in the neighborhood who were still going on their daily morning jogs, and walks, and cars driving by on the road. I closed my eyes, and counted to three, but when I opened them back up, it’s like the fire got even bigger. I thought to myself, not again. What was happening? My eyes were deceiving me, and I fewww.onedoor.cclt trapped in my own mind. I heard the front door open, looked back and it was my older brother leaving to go to work. I turned back around, and I didn’t see the fire anymor...