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Lakeside Cabin
Watching the sunrise from the cabin together had become their favorite pastime. Kaiden and Stacy Davis had moved into this cabin to spend their last few years together since their children were grown. She still seemed to carry that flame of youth despite the fact that they were in their fifties. Kaiden watched as she moved around the living room of their cabin, dusting and cleaning here and there. They had been together for thirty-five years, having first met in high school. Of course, she had hated him back then.He pulled her to a stop and pointed out the large window of their home to t...
When the YouTube Haircut Video Radicalized Poor Phil
“The most important thing is not to be afraid. Are you afraid, Phil?"“A little.”“It's okay to be afraid. Cutting your owwww.onedoor.ccn hair can be very intimidating.”“Yeah.”“But not nearly as intimidating as knowing that the government tries to oppress our liberties every single day, right?”“What?”“What?”“Did you say something about the government?”“Of course not! We’re just talking about hair. I was just giving you an example. I’m a YouTube video. I can’t even hear you right now. Did you ask me a question a second ago? I don’t think so. You’re imagining things. Don’t you think you’re imagining things, P...
Curtain fall
It all began at the age of 18 when I received the first prize for a short story writing competition at Rendezvous, the annual cultural festival of IIT Delhi. I was in my first year of Mechanical Engineering at Delhi Technological University (DTU) then. Being the only female student of my branch, I was noticed by everyone, often by the name of “Mech Queen”. This recognition gave me the additional tag of a writer, and some of them proclaimed I would go places. Yes, they were right. That was the only beginning; the journey from the “Mech Queen” of DTU to the most celebrated female screenwriter an...
Mazy maze
This story is a sequel to Come Little Girl in my Comic Strip that you can find on my page.Elle licked the manjar glued to her thumb with delectation and stole some more from her toasted bread. It had a soft and sweet texture, akin to dulce de leche summer ice creams. The toast cracking under her teeth took her back to primary school memories and she swung her feet back and forth under the table. Meanwhile, Alf was focused. His giant map of Chile didn't fit on the tiny round table of the dim and silent café. Alf was convinced the place was the most authentic they could find around. At least it ...