Stories tagged with "desk"
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The Writer Finds Time to Panic

“Papa? And? What are the results?” I asked, now sure I was going to get a headache later on.
“Aidan, you know me…I never…
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The Writer Interrogates Her Father

“How’s my little girl?” dad’s voice echoed into my ear, and I found myself smiling even wider.
“I’m doing well, Papa,” _I …
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The Man With No Name

The deep throbbing pain ran inside my skull, a ring came rushing threw my very thick and empty skull leaving me to roll over …
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Venting [Realization Challenge]

I sat at my desk, twiddling my fingers. I had been working for the past hour or so, and I thought that I’d take a break.
Bu…
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Hallucinations

I’m not crazy. Am I? No, surely not. People see imaginary things all the time. It’s perfectly normal. But here’s the thing, I…
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Alien
“Why they called themselves Herminerm or whatever, I don’t know. Stupid aliens.” Annie slammed the tome down on her bureau….
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A New Beginning

The lingering eyes hadn’t left my presence.
Some wanted to say something to me, but they had chosen to sit and just stare.I…
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In Need of A Make Over (New School)

when Jenna mom told her it was a guy, she litteraly turned pale.
“Jenna, I thought you said you hadn’t made any friends at s…
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Valentines Day Deliveries
Is there a Miss. Broderick here? The very tall delivery guy ask the pimply women at the desk.
Yes, she does work here. How c…
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My Process of Writing an Essay (im not that girl's first 50 ficlet challenge)

I picked up my Diet Hansen’s Black Cherry soda can and tried to take a drink, before realizing it was empty. Man how long h…