Jayme Meiram's published ficlets
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Tanning in the Snow
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sleeping dog

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sleeping dog

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bright

falling
crashing
burning brightstreaking
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Random Santa Thing...

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darling dinner date

“Ahem-hem,” Brady said with great confidence, breakin our awkward smiles at each other. “Oh, Brady, mrs. Michaels here used t…
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The Lone Raven

It’s quite ironic… Melcoy was a raven… the last of his kind. He hated to think about it. The symbol of death, Raven’s had…
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Sleepless Dream

As I lay still on the silk sheets of our bed, I couldn’t help but feel that this was my fault. My tears wouldn’t fall anymore…
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Penendrum's Hall

The hallway was eerily silent. Chloe had heard all of the stories of the horrednous acts that had happened here: the Penendru…
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Prospects

She sat in the car, black stilettos dangling out the driver’s side window. She was waiting for HIM.
She had been sure to put … -
Simply Gorgeous

She stared up. The giant tree covered her from the sun. Thank goodness. She would surely burn out here in the sun, and the la…
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updates

“Yeah, you remember? You lived next-door to me…” “JENNY!” he shouted, giving me a soft hug. Brady faked a gag and Seth ruff…
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remembering things

Brady smiled, but he honestly believed that his father had gone off and left him alone with me. No, it wouldn’t have been fin…
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remembering things

Brady smiled, but he honestly believed that his father had gone off and left him alone with me. No, it wouldn’t have been fin…
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Abandoned

He remembered. “Hey, this might sound weird, but…” the bell rang, and a small army of children cme into the classroom. “I’m…
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Scared

“Daddy, don’t leave me! I don’t want to be alone!” the boy sobbed, clinging to his father’s arm. I cleared my throat, hoping …
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Back To School

I woke up suddenly, wondering why it was I had dreamed of him again. Seth. I hadn’t talked to him since I was a little girl, ...
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stolen childhood

We had shared ice cream on that crooked porch, chalk still blotting out patches of our skin.
We ran through the fields behin… -
Shoes
“Do me a favor and STOP TOUCHING MY SHOE MARGARET!”
“Susan. You NEED me to touch your shoe.”
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An Old Path

The vixen wandered down the hill, creeping silently through the tall grass. She could’ve sworn she smelled a small mouse arou…