Tag: Shush
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Rise of the Tellers 18: Acceptance
Sit down we have a lot to do in this chapter and we need to get started now. We are going to start in the Wasteland. I have to show you how eight years after the Battle of Normal Street, Assassin finally found peace. Now it is dark in the Wasteland and there is nothing…
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Rise of the Tellers 10: Waiting for the News
The drive was awesome. It always was. Every time me and Bekah had ever or have ever gotten in the car to drive a long distance, we have had a blast. I drive. All the way no breaks. She talks and gets me snacks and drinks and we laugh and play. I tend to talk…
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Aftermath Guardian’s War 17: Summit
“Do you love him?” I ask, and she looks at the bed under me for a moment and shakes her head. “No, I don’t love him. I just like him, and I can’t do this anymore,” Bekah says. She is talking. She is saying something, and I need to be focused on her, but every…
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Aftermath Guardian’s War 9: Shade
He shifted out and Siren set a plate of Hamburger Helper in front of him. He looked around and did not know where he was. He looked at the chair he sat on, the bed with the sheets he had slept on for a while, and he saw the TV, the stereo, and the coffee…
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Rise of the Storyteller 20: The Bus Ride Home
I started to stuff my break up letter in my pocket but felt the ID in there and kept it hidden in my hand. I walked out of first hour and into the hallway to see Island waiting for me. “What are you doing, Mr. Brown?” She held a finger up at me and shook…
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Rise of the Storyteller 7: Strong Urge to Fly
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…
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Rise of the Storyteller 6: Cloaked in a Mushroom Suit
I was obsessed with black girls. I could stare at them all day, and often did. There was, in my eyes nothing so beautiful, nothing so exotic, and nothing so powerful as a black girl. I told one once that I thought she was pretty. Very sweetly, she thanked me then walked over to a…
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Rise of the Storyteller 5: Punchy
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…
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The New Girl 7: Milwaukee Part 1
“We’re going,” Shadow said. “She has school,” Rose spat. “We are leaving after she gets out of school on Friday and will be gone until Sunday night.” “You have work.” “I took off. Asked for the entire weekend and Business gave me the time off without complaint,” Shadow said. “I swear that woman would give…
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Guardian’s War 19: The Battle of Normal Street, Part 2
Something wicked was on my front porch and as the knock sounded, Assassin knew exactly what it was. Something wicked was on my front porch and as the knock sounded, Shadow knew exactly what it was. Something wicked was on my front porch and as the knock sounded, Guardian knew exactly what it was. He…
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