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Stories tagged with "familiar"

  • Faceless Worship Inspired by text

    The door is spruce green and worn looking. I almost recognize it from somewhere. Almost. I push it open hesitantly and peer i…

  • Echo Songs Inspired by text

    As soon as that thought dawned upon her, the image vanished. It was replaced with complete darkness, and the deafening scream…

  • Reunited [Part 1] Inspired by text

    I sat down at one of the school’s lunch table and pulled out my homework they had just assigned in my last class. It was only…

  • Doors in the Castle in the Air Inspired by text

    Jacques closed the door quietly and the room was instantly plunged into darkness. It smelled musty and old, but somehow famil…

  • Welcome to Heaven Inspired by text

    I should’ve been sad. But I felt happiness too. I saw my friend, Maggie, who had died of a heart attack. She smiled at me, wa…

  • Too Much! Inspired by text

    I looked at Colleen with interest.
    There’s someone I know who put their hair up like that…
    “Do I know you from somewhere?...

  • Hope Was Lost. {Miss Elsha Hawk's Place Challenge} Inspired by text

    A tear fell from my eye as I grasped the doorknob with my gloved hand. My tears had been collecting in my goggles; they felt …

  • Making Polonius Proud Inspired by text

    Chuckling nervously Tomlin stood between the two women, one vulgar in her familiarity, the other giving voice to a wicked ear…

  • {First} Not Alone {a Sequel to "Alone"} Inspired by text

    “Excuse me” she said, impatiently, “Who are you?”

    “Well…” Something about his voice was suspicious, “My name is Allin Sell…

  • Roadkill

    It all ended (more like began) with the screech of tires, the honk of a horn, and the screams of passerbys as the lump of fle…