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The Ghoul Part 3

A military group encounters a terror from the desert sands while in Iraq.

Chris and I both groaned. We knew Sam was one to go a little bit too far, but this was too much. “That’s absolutely disgusting,” I said. “That used to be a person. That is so disrespectful. You’re unbelievable. How would you feel if someone pissed on you...

Gift

Precious gift our heart desires...

On the eve of Christmas day, a mother just got home from working overtime at the factory to a simple house. The dark and the silence of the house welcomes her.She sets her tired ass on the hard wooden chair, raises her feet up on a box. Looking at the whi...

The bus left the depot late in the evening. David was alone now and heading back. Not enough money to spend the night. Barely enough money for a ticket to Denver. He had had the potato pancakes at the Original Pancake House in Portland while eating his on...

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Good Old St. Nick, (Who is a bit of a dick), Thought this Christmas, He would just play a trick. It didn't matter how nice you were, Or who you hugged or who you kissed. Santa was changing the game, And using only his naughty list. Ironic or inevitable, H...

The Robin Hood of Christmas

A man robs the disabled and blind to give to the sick and needy.

A man I knew of quite strange mind would rob the disabled and blind but then give to the very sick and needy. People thinking he was mad would ask “How can you do so bad?” He’d say ”It’s easy they can’t chase or see me.” And he’d go on with some disdain t...

Watching

"...Behind the curtains where she wouldn't be seen."

From as far back as she can remember, Her favourite place was behind the curtains, Watching the traffic through the window. Though, what drew her there she cannot be certain. But year after year she would go there. Because she loved that room and she love...

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Surfing Santas and Sandmen

Minus two with freezing fog? Not this year

Catrin ran full tilt, her bare feet kicking up sand. Gleaming in the sunlight, her long auburn hair billowed out behind her like a sheet of flames. Without breaking stride, she glanced over her shoulder, and shrieking, picked up the pace. With the bells o...