It is the last day of April 2009. I’m sat in a train heading to a small town called Thurso at the very top of mainland Scotland. 907 more words
3 days, 4 hours ago
Tea Cup Stains on The Page
The three of us began down the hill. I spoke. “My name is Killian. My older sister is Rory. We grew up in Westchester, New York.” 1,406 more words
3 days, 22 hours ago
With the giant bug avoiding the tank shell it’s up to the guys to take down their enemy with the power of friendship or something. Enjoy.
4 days, 11 hours ago
thunder over eden
“Hey, want me to throw in some weapon-safety lessons for your security officers while we’re at it? They don’t seem to know how to hold a gun.” 23 more words
6 days, 16 hours ago
The Invisible Guy
“I must have scratched myself in the night?” I remember thinking, “I have had a headache all morning; perhaps I had one in the night, tried to rub it away and somehow managed to scratch across my forehead. 1,965 more words
6 days, 23 hours ago
This little hotel was probably a nice place to stay on vacation, back when people went on vacations.
This is the first page in a while I’ve been able to queue instead of posting as soon as I’m done!
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