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Garlic Garnish
“Ooh la la! Yes I think I like what I see?” Nan was literally hopping from foot to foot like a child spotting a candy cane.“He didn’t even look at us when we passed by. He’s probably gay.” Stella said blowing over her not so dry fingernails.Nan and Stella had just come out of the nail salon when they spotted the new neighbor unpacking his items from the back of a U-haul.“Why do you always go there Stella. He is clearly as straight as an arrow. Did you see that form? I bet he has a nice set of abs under that coat too.” Nan giggled.Stella stopped walking and stared at Nan. Nan kept on walking ...
Coven
There was a well known man in these parts called Gerold, not well known as in famous or 'well to do' , instead he was known more for his 'oddness' i guess. Gerold was different than most, different in the way an orange cat is different amongst a litter of all white cats. He was quiet most of the time, unless he was 'on something' as most would call it,then in which he would ramble. Now when I say ramble, I mean he would go on about odd things, and I don't mean odd as in different or his personality, I mean odd as in unknown and unbelievable. Mostly written off as ghost stories or tall ta...
King Of Clubs
He aimed the revolver, right in my eye. It was so close that I could see right down the barrel. When they do that in a movie, you think about how dramatic the whole situation is. When it happens in real life, you think about the smell of the gun oil mixed with the spent powder from the last time it was fired. It smells of the unsympathetic and unforgiving workings of machinery. It smells of death. Maybe that was intentional. Maybe it wasn't. My hand was tied to his with a cotton rope, so that neither one of us could run away. God knows, I wanted to. I think it used to be a clothes line that s...
My friend with glasses
I jumped off the already leaving bus and hit the asphalt beneath me. I turned towards the school and walked while holding my breath through the buzzing crowd. I was shaking. Blame it on nerves if someone asks. Keep eyes on ground. Waves crashing over and over. I glanced up to see where I was going, andwww.onedoor.cc someone caught my eyes. There was this kid at school. He stood out, so I wearily walked over to him. He wore thick glasses, a red jersey and jeans. He was my first friend. My only friend. This was my friend with glasses. After second period I stumble over to the loud cafeteria. The cafeteria ki...