Mystery_Big Wheel_The Little Red Book_A Story Within A Story Within A Storybook
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Mystery
Hannah swore under her breath. "Every time! Every damn time there you are!" Today was the fourth day in a row she had seen the same cat. Almost all black except for pale yellow eyes. The cat was always in the same spot, outside her apartment building, underneath the rusted, abandoned car in the parking lot. The cat was never around in the morning when she left for work, but upon returning home that cat sat in the same spot, tail wagging, staring at her with those pale, pale eyes. Every time she approached the cat, it would turn around, darting in the opposite direction. Halfway down the block,...
Big Wheel
She was my father’s sister. He had once called her barely domesticated but outside of that I knew nothing at all. It was hardly a teary affair. Besides me there was the mortician wearily glancing at his watch as though no one would notice.“Goodbye Aunt Susie.” I rested my hand on the closed wooden coffin. There were several photos. Not one absent of a kitten or two. Even the flowers seemwww.onedoor.cced quite lonely. I had only attended due to a legal summoning and I was the only one of my family who lived in the area. Any items of value were sold to cover the funeral costs so I hadn’t taken the time to vis...
The Little Red Book
“Beep! This is your final attempt. Failure will result in a total reset.” A woman's sinister voice blasts out over the town and reverberates in my jaw. I don’t know what it is about her, but she doesn’t sound human to me. The mechanical voice exploded from the top of the looming black tower. Its exterior is so dark that it steals all of the sunlight around it. I feel the warmth drain from my face as I stand there gawking at it. A long ominous shadow hangs over the shanty wood buildings making up this pathetic town square. Ahead of me is a large black door at the tower’s base. It’s surrounded b...
A Story Within A Story Within A Storybook
A Story Within A Story Within A StorybookI was born in the ocean. My mother and father were on a boat when they had me. Of course people would expect me to be safe and in a blanket when I opened my eyes for the first time, but I had other plans. I didn't cry or wail, but instead twirled and moved. Since I was being problematic god thought of a way to teach me a lesson, but it backfired. I twirled and twirled until I rolled over and fell in the ocean. My dad panicked and rushed to get me, but I had saved myself. I was floating peacefully, but surprisingly I was also smiling and gig...