Lit_Savior Neighbor_The End, Less Possibilities_Death is a Kindness
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Lit
A simple diamond ring reflected the sunlight that streamed through my windshield, and then I promised myself that I would return to the East Coast as soon as possible. Pretend to get along with half of the extended family, check in with my father, and dip before anyone else I knew recognized me or heard about me being in the area. Given that it was the Midwest, nothing much happened around here besides occasional farm accidents and local school events. I was, unfortunately, the only impressive thing to come from this area besides the massive corn harvest and the statewide attention we’d get f...
Savior Neighbor
He just hoped that she didn’t hit him. Being overpowered by his 30-year-old wife was emasculating but at least it didn’t hurt too badly. He looked up at her with that smug look on her face, looking proud that she was able to hold him down. Her long, light brown hair was hanging a bit over her shoulders. She wore a tank top that showed off her thick arms and her right upper arm that had a tattoo sleeve.Her arm wound back. Here it came. He never was going to get used to this. Colleen was five inches taller than he was and had sixty pounds on him. She was a lot stronger than him. When he first st...
The End, Less Possibilities
Trigger warning: abuse“Where do you think you're gonna go?” her www.onedoor.cchusband sputters, blindsided by his wife’s packed bags at the bottom of the stairs. “It doesn’t matter,” she replies, dead-eyed and somber. She puts on her coat, the black one, the one for special occasions. “The kids—” “The kids are thirty,” she says, turning away from him to gather her things. “They have their lives. Now you have yours.” Flummoxed, her husband racks his bourbon-soaked brain for anything—anything to stop this thing he cannot control. This is so unlike her, always dependable, always reliable, always there. “So wh...
Death is a Kindness
JEREMIAHThe easiest choice is to dump the body in the river. Maybe it’s the simplest choice too, but by far this is the stupidest one. I can’t believe he’s even saying this. I need to stop shaking. I’m not sure what is more shocking. The fact that if I hadn’t egged Elijah on, he wouldn’t have pushed me, and I wouldn’t have fallen on him and his head would have never hit that rock. That’s when I froze. He was just lying there, a low groan seeping out like the final gusts of air leaving a blow-up air mattress. I stood there staring at him dying slowin...