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For numerous years it sat there Hidden from prying peepers Like unwelcome baggage Or an undesirable fate It perches feebly on its...

Chapter One. The Murderer. Tap, tap, tap. The footsteps of the murderer grew louder and louder as I was shaking in my closet. Beads of...

I keep my eyes on the concrete surrounding my feet. Remnants of McDonald’s circle an overflowing rubbish bin and the shadows of heavy...

1. Domain. Tentacle Bach Moo! moo! farming watchfully His left cheek flaking off the canvas, so does the sky, The sun keeps eating the...

The first thing that went wrong was that the rat got fat. We had given it a happy life full of all the things a rat could wish for, and...