Short stories I wrote in my spare time
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Asylum
They keep me trapped here. Trapped behind invisible walls, in a gray, heartless world of stoned businessmen bustling around in their office buildings, stoned schoolchildren sitting in their classrooms. Living a lie. Bustling about, oblivious, uncaring.
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| Posted on Thursday, March 4, 2010 at 11:21 AM
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Beyond The Network
John52fe walked down the gray street, his shoes squelching in the muddy ground. He was a man
on a mission: get to the school on time or else. Satch3r would be angry. Very angry with him indeed.
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| Posted on Friday, May 15, 2009 at 7:25 PM
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