Category: 15th Edition
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Where did I put it? Is it over here or over there? Maybe I just misplaced it. We’ve all experienced losing something of ours and not knowing where it is. I myself have done this multiple times and it stresses me out. I am the type of person to put something in the exact same…
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My family and I had been at our grandma’s house for a little while now. We had been talking with her, giving her updates about our school, our jobs, and our lives in general. As dinner time approached, my grandmother ventured into the kitchen as the rest of us sat and watched tv, waiting for…
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Let me set the scene for you: You get home after performing in a concert or a night on the town. As you like to go through every item in your closet before wearing the same outfit again, you decide to wear an emerald pant suit. Accompanying the suit is a pair of golden bejeweled…
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His hands started shaking. His palms began sweating. His legs beneath him felt like jelly wobbling uncontrollably. He looked over at the brave girl next to him. She was smiling and talking with the attendant strapping her into the seat. She looked over at him, “Are you okay Dad?” He smiled in return, “Yes, as…
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To my younger self, I bet you’re probably wondering how we recovered from that “incident” that changed your life that one night in August. I bet you’re probably wondering if we ever got past the extreme embarrassment that encompassed our life for all of those years. I bet you’re even wondering if we still have…
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I’ve been doing it since I can remember. Maybe four or five. It’s been a constant for me, I don’t remember a time I’ve ever not done it. My mom has been screaming at me to “STOP!” for at least 15 years now. It bothers her like nothing has ever bothered her before, which is…
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Lightning cracked across the sky and disappeared with the same urgency I had while racing down the highway driving to Tyler’s house. It was night’s like these, with the fat raindrops embracing my windshield, only for the wipers to inevitably thwart their plans to run my eyesight askew. It was nights like these that ran…
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Hazy morning smog fills the lungs of two sacks of entwined flesh; the mental unsteadiness from a night barely remembered outside of sensations of a vague variety best not spoken about in polite company. As eyes slowly process the cheap hotel walls, of the petals of faded roses, and bodies revolt at the sheets with…
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“Where the fuck are the police?! I called them like, half an hour ago,” Ricky said as he scrambled around the counter for something to clean up the blood with. It happened so fast that no one really knew what to do or even think. A man walked into the gas station, and it wasn’t…
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Content Warning: Sensitive Topics Nathaniel is lying down in his bathtub. His face is the only thing the water isn’t covering, like an island surrounded by a dirty sea. Nathaniel hears the muffled down fan in his bathroom. The water slowly clogging his ears decides what he hears. I thought I did everything right, Nathaniel…
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