Jesse Teller

Tag: Jack

  • Smilin’ Jack, Part 2

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    I had forgotten, but my senses hadn’t. When he showed up again, I felt him stalking me. It started as a tickle, as if a dead finger scratched along my spine. I rose from my bed in my dorm room and dressed. The room was hollow. My roommate moved out long ago to other rooms…

  • Smilin’ Jack, Part 1

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    I spent the morning with my love, and when afternoon came, I sent her away with a few regretful kisses, and curled up in my bed to sleep. Night shift called for me to go to sleep late on Sundays. Darkness often greeted me. I tumbled and rumbled across the landscape of my bed, fleeing…