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Strike the Sparkwheel
Noah’s keyboard clicked as he repeatedly slammed the 4 key with his index finger. “Noah we need your ult!” Paul yelled as the double-headed serpent swept its crimson head across the screen casting a spray of venom. As if things weren’t bad enough, a hoard of undead warriors leapt from the ground that fizzled with the venom’s acidic burn and began to circle them. “Noah, come on man! We need the firestorm!” Sidney said as her character swept her broadsword attempting to clear away the ghouls as they edged closer. Noah’s hands were sweating and his he...
SQUIRREL NUT ZIPPERS
SQUIRREL NUT ZIPPERSBy Andrew Paul Grell“Why not, Lloyd? If Julius Caesar had a horse with toes, why shouldn’t a squirrel have thumbs? DNA runs deep. We’re all walking around with ring-tail lemur and slow loris genes; they’re just not switched on. There are squirrels that fly; nobody thinks that’s odd because of Rocky the Flying Squirrel. There’s no cartoon about a squirrel with thumbs.” Janelle Jaeger was in charge of the Bronx Zoo’s Withit department, an attempted acronym of What the Heck is That. Lloyd Waner was the head groundskeeper of Minuet City in lower Manhattan, a park-like, 80-acre ...
Mother's Legacy
“It’s time!” Isla handed Lesa a white envelope.“It’s from Alpha Theta Omega Pi?” Lesa asked a bit sheepishly. “Duh. Who else would it be from?” Isla plopped down on the bed beside Lesa. “Why aren’t you more excited?”“I… I just didn’t think this day would come.” Lesa twisted the ornate gold ring on her right middle finger. Her mother had left it for her when she passed. Lesa’s mother said it was the key to the future and to keep it safe. Lesa wore it everyday.“What are you talking about? You’re a legacy. You know they went easier on you during Pledge Week than the rest of us. There was no mista...
Sick
The scrubs I was given were scratchy and dull. Like the rest of my life. Scratchy and dull. Although, recently it’s been more painful and dull. Like a numb buzzing circulating my body. That’s how I had described it to the EMTs. After that, I had been poked and prodded like an animal. By now I should’ve been used to that. Should’ve. The woman who walked in was tall. Her entrance shifted my gaze. My scratchy gaze. I wasn’t getting over the discomfort I was in anytime soon. They were going to have to deal with that fact. They could choke for all www.onedoor.ccI cared. They did save me, but what they had done...