shortstory
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Clothing Sales and Random Acts of Pandemic Madness After purging a few items of furniture and household stuff, it was time to move on to the closet. So many unworn items of clothing and quite a few shoes which had never seen the light of day, or even a night out. A massive mound was
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Task-Bunnies, OfferUps, & Other Random Masked Encounters. Part 2. Tales of Online Sales In the midst of the pandemic madness, do you recall having a moment after a few weeks or months deep into lockdown, when you looked around your living space, and realized how much unnecessary stuff you had? Coincidentally or not, around that
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Hannah, caregiving for her ailing mother Dorothy, endures the challenging demands of aging and unpredictable behavior. As Hannah’s own health deteriorates rapidly, Dorothy exhibits a strange renewed vitality and obsession with youth, seemingly aging in reverse. Tragedy strikes as Hannah passes, leaving her only daughter, Gemma, to uncover a terrifying family legacy.
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In a chilling narrative, the story juxtaposes the grim reality of a young girl trapped in a factory, leading to her tragic suicide, with the carefree life of a young woman in Los Angeles. As the red dress symbolizes both despair and hope, it connects their fates across time and space, culminating in a dance…
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In a tropical setting, two flamingos enjoy a serene day until an approaching storm disrupts their feeding. They struggle against powerful winds, eventually soaring into the eye of the hurricane. After being safely deposited in a new environment, they adapt to their colder surroundings, eventually laying an egg in their nest.
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Her inner dialogue vacilated back and forth between “present moment mantras”, and pleading with the universe to set her free. She liked to say that she was waiting for her alien to come and take her away from this place called earth.
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Olivia watches a live cam featuring a rocky cliff and a seagull while taking a study break. Engaging in a conversation with another user, she reveals her double major in biology and quantum physics. The interaction leads to a casual exchange about their locations, interests, and a potential private chat.
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Not in the mood to read? Here’s an “Audio-Visual” story I’m working on. Images are “placeholders”, but the story, voiceover, and effects are mine.
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Marguerite, a Parisian spirit trapped in a mundane midwestern town, escapes to New Orleans, where she designs dresses inspired by French culture. Fascinated by her mysterious grandmother’s Parisian past, she decorates her home with antiques and dreams of love in Paris, though awake, she grapples with heartache and longing.
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Coming of age in NYC circa 1982. One regrettable encounter with a lifetime of repercussions.
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Social media child influencer controlled by her greedy mother, When her beautiful hair falls out unexpectedly, her mother panics at how she will make more money.
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A man witnesses a Maserati crash and is captivated by the striking blonde driver. Unharmed and demanding a ride, she asserts her nonchalance. As they drive, he buys wine at her request. Back at his place, she invites him to massage her feet, heightening the tension between them as their night unfolds.
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The Del Ray Hotel, once a vibrant hub for the elite, now lies in decay, preserving only whispers of its glamorous past. Its grand architecture and lavish amenities have succumbed to neglect and nature. Amidst this, Darlene, a solitary resident, imagines elaborate performances, reflecting a poignant struggle between reality and illusion.
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Joey becomes involved with Delores, an older woman he meets while working at a bar. Initially, their relationship is based on material exchanges, but it quickly escalates to something more mysterious. As they attend a hidden ceremony together, Joey feels increasingly uneasy, sensing the ominous atmosphere surrounding Delores and the women present.
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Silently, I sit. Eternally waiting for something, or someone, to happen. My thick-skinned, firm body, rests motionless. Self control is my strength. I move one eye, then the other. Nothing. Nobody. I am alone. Time passes, as it always does. Finally, I sense movement. A tiny leave shivers, ever so slightly. I dart an eye
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A musician recalls his journey from a vibrant life in Jamaica to a struggling existence under an awning in a Los Angeles strip mall. Despite years of touring and sending money home, he feels trapped and disconnected. Encountering a woman offering food triggers his resentment, yet playing his flute rekindles his spirit and sense of…
Lost Art of Mystery 