Would you cheat?_Halloween Dare_Hickory, Granite and Things Half-forgotten_Don't You Dare
Catalog Guide:
Would you cheat?
"Ten more minutes!" Eliza's brow furrowed as she stared at the paper. The numbers seemed to blur and the bright white of the paper made her blink. She read the problem again. Five people were eating apples, A finished before B, but behind C. D finished before E, but behind B. What was the finishing order? Uh, maybe the next question. A man has 53 socks in his drawer: 21 identical blue, 15 identical black and 17 identical red. The lights are out www.onedoor.ccand he is completely in the dark. How many socks must he take out to make 100 percent certain he has at least one pair of black socks? There was no way...
Halloween Dare
“Come on, take a risk!” He said from across the room. “Fine, I pick.... Dare.” I say after a minute. “I dare you, to spend the night in the graveyard.” “WHAT?!” I quickly stood up. Everybody in the room turned their head so their facing me. I take a deep breath, “I’m only doing it if someone else goes with me.” I didn’t think anybody else would offer. “I'll go.” My friend Jacob walked over to me and rested his hand on my shoulder. “Great so it’s settled, tonight you and Jacob are going to sleep in the graveyard.” Another boy says. I can’t believe college kids still do dares like this, ever sin...
Hickory, Granite and Things Half-forgotten
They laughed at the squirrel frantically burying something on the other side of the pockmarked and foot-beaten walking path. It’s hulky body and small hands quickly filling in the hole it made, as it looked around, paranoid, for others of its kind that might want to unearth the mystery in the soft earth it was leaving behind.“It’s beautiful,” Lauren remarked, her eyes glued to the dying reddish light of the Fall sun as it veered like a shipwreck into the jagged teeth of this stretch of the Cumberland plateau. Christine gazed along silently, her arms languidly hanging on the back of the bench.H...
Don't You Dare
“It doesn’t count if you’re already planning your defeat.”Anne glared at me, shoulders taut, hissing through her teeth. I looked down at my riding boots, dusty from walking the course early that morning. The sun beat down mercilessly, making horses and spectators sweat alike. Ladies in long skirts and broad brimmed hats handed the riders flowers to tuck in their mount’s mane for good luck, blushing all the while at the handsome young men that flashed their teeth in a smile. The lady in front of me had no such flowers, and I had no such smile to give her, but I did have the truth.“Will you sacr...