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Short stories

A Hero’s Real Strength

Mark is a little boy, age 10, quiet, timid and socially awkward. He lacks friends in school. The other kids call him weird. The bullies torment him everyday. But he does not fight back. The bullies take relish in this. They’d push Mark around, shove him to the ground, kick[…]

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So like, that’s why people die you know?

A little short fiction I wrote. Just casual. Enjoy! Oh hey there. You’re new right? What am I talking about, of course you are! Everyone who comes through this office is new. I can see you’re edgy. It’s okay. Take a load off. It’s going to get better now, depending[…]

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Heaven is a clickbait media company

You died. And you made it! You got to heaven. How did you die? It doesn’t matter. You made it. It’s all good now. So, let me give you the rundown. You’re only human after all. Let me tell it to you in terms you can understand, though I think[…]

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Two angels and a cult

As I wrote this little piece, I had no idea on how I could end it. Along the way, I started to envision it in an episodic format. As such, you could say this one of many chapters to come. “Uriel, can you stop fucking playing with that stupid device?!”[…]

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3 Wishes

It was Sally who attained the lamp. Nobody really knew how she got her hands on it. Legend has it that she simply stumbled upon it while out playing in the woods behind her house. It was so simple. Nobody really knew what came out of the lamp when she rubbed[…]

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