Uncle Edward????_The Holiday Cookie_BLU_To tell or not to tell..?
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Uncle Edward????
Paula gathered her mail for the day and continued on her way to the apartment she had rented for the last two years without a second glance at what precious mail she had received that day. She was thinking about pouring a glass of wine and getting some cheese to sit down to look at the bills that had come that day. As she entered her apartment, she put the mail on her kitchen table before continuing to get comfortable, she had decide to take a shower before the old creaky hot water heater two flwww.onedoor.ccoors down decide to hit bottom again when everyone decide to take their shower after dinner. Compl...
The Holiday Cookie
“Well, let’s get started” Eric exclaimed. It was a cold winter day and a group of friends decided to create the biggest cookie they could. At first, they were trying to think of a way to make it work but they couldn’t find a way. After spending an hour thinking about how it would work, they went to the store and bought all of the cookie dough that the store had. After the group of friends went to 5 different stores to get cookie dough they finally had enough to make a gigantic cookie. When they got back to Eric’s house they dumped all of the shopping bags filled to the top with cookie dough on...
BLU
I woke up and there he was, wagging tail, smiling eyes.“All right…”I removed the blanket and sat up, my feet on the floor. The pup, I named him Blu, was an early bird. This was my second day with him. Maybe I was feeding him too much, he was too energetic. I looked over at the clock. Christ, 6:12 in the morning and it’s already this pumped up?“You know. My boss would really like you.”The dog said nothing.“You might even be paid more than I am.”Still nothing. Soft, dumb eyes.“Okay…but don’t tell me I didn’t offer you the job.”I got out of bed, washed up and put shoes on my feet, and a leash on ...
To tell or not to tell..?
Ciaran's mouth bubbled with blood, and the knife came down once more, making a clean cut. I almost hurled, clutching onto Aliza in the equipment cupboard. Her breaths were getting louder and I tightened my arms, trying to suffocate her, shut her up. The killer gleamed under a plastic cover, mask and dark clothes free of any blood. He stood up, and my heart stopped beating. He had Ciaran's phone in his hand, one bloody glove smudging the screen with red. Aliza pressed into me, and I felt craziness take over, feeling the urge to swing the cabinet open and just start beating the shit out of this ...