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Framed

Dont ask questions you dont want the answer to.

May 26th, 2017 by Ashmlin11
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I tried not to look at any of my patients as if they were crazy, but this guy actually scared me. It was like he was in my head. I've dealt with an array of people with many different disorders, but he was the first to get to me.

He gazed lifelessly into my eyes. He wouldn't look away when he talked to me. Usually, when someone looks in your eyes, its
comforting, bonding. Not him. He was terrifying.

"You don't like me." he said.

"That isn't true." I lied. "I just need to figure out what kind of help you need, and you're a bit hard to read."

"You're lying." he said with a tight smile.

A chill went down my spine. I've never dealt with someone like him before. It was like the devil himself was sitt...
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Beyond Broken

Deal with reality, or create a distraction?

April 25th, 2017 by Ashmlin11
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She sipped it slowly. It tasted bittersweet, like all the memories she could recall. She knew she would be alright after this though. It was all part of the good Lords great plan. At lease that's what they told her in church.
Her heart was a block of cement hanging by a chain in her chest, swaying slowly, turning, threatening to drop at any moment. When it
did, she knew it would be hell. That was the part she was trying to outrun.
She didn't know what was in this drink and she didn't care. It might kill her, but she was okay with that. She didn't care much about anything anymore. These people could poison her, boil her alive, or make a slave of her if they wanted to. She wouldn't fight them. She was too tire...
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Playing God

He took the oath. He took the money.

April 15th, 2017 by WillMorgan
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"Most especially must I tread with care in matters of life and death. Above all, I must not play at God."

Those were the words. Those were the words they that all said. Those were the words that they swore by, that every single one of them promised to themselves to live by.

And yet, here he was, staring down at an envelope that contained just one slip
of paper, with one sentence on it.

'Your account has been settled.'

He scoffed and down his scotch, motioning for the bartender to bring him another.

'You sure you want another one?' The bartender asked, clutching the quarter full bottle like a new babe, unsure to hand it over.

'Just pour.' The letter hold growled.

'Hey man, you're a surgeon,...
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The Brother and Sister

Brothers Grimm - Translation Lucy Crane (1886)

November 17th, 2016 by Public Domain Stories
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The brother took his sister's hand and said to her,

"Since our mother died we have had no good days; our stepmother beats us every day, and if we go near her she kicks us away; we have nothing to eat but hard crusts of bread left over; the dog under the table fares better; he gets a good piece every now and then. If our mother only knew, how she would
pity us! Come, let us go together out into the wide world!"

So they went, and journeyed the whole day through fields and meadows and stony places, and if it rained the sister said,

"The skies and we are weeping together."

In the evening they came to a great wood, and they were so weary with hunger and their long journey, that they climbed up into a hig...
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Escape Captivity

Caught Between Rot and a Soft Place

January 24th, 2016 by Priscilla Davis
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Delia blinks her eyes repeatedly, in an attempt to adjust her vision to the room. Suddenly, she becomes severely aware of a splitting headache, and a sore arm. She attempts to rub the pain off the fleshy part of her shoulder, which feels bruised and tender. Her long dark hair is matted and damp, sticking to her neck and cheeks. She grasps her hair band she
always keeps on her wrist, and pulls the strands of hair away from her face and up off her shoulders, twisting it into a loose bun. She looks around trying to figure out where she is. Her heart rate increases as she realizes she doesn't know, where she is or how she got here.
Before she found her self here, she was walking home from school, after a long day...
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Thе Legend оf thе Mafumeira

How thе Mafumeira Legend happen

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