Tag: Guardian

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Marshmallow had actually slapped me and I was doing everything I could not to laugh at him. See, Marshmallow was the scary kid. He was bigger than every other kid, dumber than every other boy, and he was piss ugly to boot. No girl would talk to him. None of them were impressed. He had…

Rise of the Storyteller 13: X

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Science, and I am trying to remember the wording of the lecture I had heard two days before. See, I had learned with Mr. Liechin how to memorize so I didn’t have to do the homework. I never, not once, did a single stitch of homework in Slinger. I just took tests. I read books…

Rise of the Storyteller 11: Malice

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When you see evil as a victim, it becomes less of what it was. Char was a monster to me, but I know his father. I know the kind of life he led and I know about his own abuse. It does not change my hate of him, but it does kinda. It is hard…

Rise of the Storyteller 7: Strong Urge to Fly

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It was after 8 at night. I was in bed, my PJs on, my top sheet pulled up to my chin, my blankets at my feet. It was too hot for blankets that night. The night before fifth grade. The night it was born. The night my mind broke, once again, to form the one…

Rise of the Storyteller 5: Punchy

Jun 9, 2021

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A battered little girl. A panda bear. A set of fists. And a skeptical therapist. We have a lot to do in this chapter so let’s get started. One night I said something to my mother and step dad. Something like I didn’t want to go back to visit Char. Something ominous and haunting before…

The New Girl 23: Death

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Shadow did finally kill himself. He wanted it so bad that Smear Lord of Ire gave him a hallucination. Shadow was down on his knees, a trembling knife in his hand. Wrist. Wrist. Thigh. Thigh. On the wall in his dorm room he wrote Corrupter. He was dead for about a day. The afterlife that…

The New Girl 22: The Portrait

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Guardian and Bekah were eating a sad meal at the cafeteria. They could barely look at each other. Just a graze of the eyes hurt. It hurt just to be near one another, but if they could get a moment, they would. Bekah was talking about her art classes and said she needed to draw…

The New Girl 21: Tragedy of the Outcasts

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Artist once drove the world mad. It was the pain of Bekah. And he was trying to find a way to explain it. It was the hate of Draconic and her hate of him. It was the constant raging burn, and the tortuous slow burn, of the death he was dying. It took him two…

The New Girl 20: The One Great Night

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Shadow told himself no when Cheech knocked. Cheech was our one truly good friend in Wells. He lived right up the hall and would have done anything for us. He was young. Had graduated high school two years early because he was brilliant. His father was rich and wanted as little to do with him…

The New Girl 19: Old Obsessions

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