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Nebi’s Secret

January 20, 2011

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Nebi was a fine cat, Abyssinian by breed. His ruddy fur was shiny, and his body was powerful and sleek. At one year old, he was full of dangerous adolescent energy, and his human, a young woman named Coral, had long ago put away all her breakable knickknacks. She’d also taken down the drapes and […]

Old Granny

January 13, 2011

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I never liked going to my Old Granny’s house. It’s creepy, and smells funny. And Old Granny makes me nervous. She must be five hundred years old already, but she doesn’t use a wheelchair or a walker like old people should. No, she may be old, but she moves awful quick. So I was bummed […]

The Idol

December 9, 2010

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It was a Saturday like any other: Phoebe’s day off, chores done, restless to get out of the house. She decided to go out and browse her favorite antique shop, which nestled in a row of many such shops on Spring Street. The shop’s dim interior belied the bright sunshine outside, and her eyes took […]

Graveyard Dance

October 21, 2010

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“This is silly,” Lori pouts. “Why don’t we go to my place? We can summon the dead with my Ouija board.” “Oh, little Lori’s scared,” Brian mocks. He gooses her in the ribs, and she squeals indignantly. “Don’t worry, baby, I’ll protect you.” Trixie gazes at the headstones surrounding them, eyes wide. It’s foggy and […]

One Last Visit

October 14, 2010

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Jane stood on the front lawn of her childhood home. It was midnight, and only the streetlamps gave it any light, but the house seemed smaller than it once did. Its large picture window glared blankly at the street. One of the panes was broken and covered with cardboard. It had been like that for […]

Zombie Luv Flash Fic Contest: A Small Misunderstanding

July 1, 2010

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This story, while also being in the #Zombieluv Contest, was inspired by a #Storystarter by Clifford Fryman. The prompt appears in bold below. Be sure to check out the #Storystarters hashtag on Twitter for a wealth of great prompts. Thanks, Clifford. * * * She ripped the ligaments from the guard’s corpse. There was more […]

Noise

June 24, 2010

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Sirens shrieked as police cars and fire trucks raced down the street. Another car followed in their wake, the heavy bass line of its music thumping the ground. Helicopters roared, circling just over the apartment building. The next-door neighbor’s children screamed as they wrestled each other, bumping loudly into furniture and walls. Fran sat silent […]