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Pauline Batan— The man jolted awake on a cold metal chair with his head in dull pain. His sight, blurry at best, tried to make up his surroundings. Varnished walls, adorned with photographs of various scenery—lakes, mountains, and forests, made up the room he suddenly found himself in. He looked around as much as he…
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Maggie Sekella — You felt the brief shift, followed by a massive, quivering crack beneath you, and then you fell. The burning came next, tongues of flame devouring your skin, your eyes, filling your lungs with smoke… How humorous, that your small mind, your weak, human nerves confused frost and fire in those final moments. …
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Maggie Sekella — “You’ve got some boots to fill.” Work boots, worn, ripped, and weathered. Faux leather, the kind that must be broken in, that pinch and itch, stitches still too tight, gnawing on the tendons. But those boots were used for more than work, used for walking with the weight, of alcohol burning in…
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Molly Wimette — “One more day!” Bailey said excitedly, drawing a big X through the box on her calendar that read Wednesday. “One more day until I’m back home in my big sister’s arms again! In one swift movement, Bailey scooped up her cat Moose from between her legs and pulled him in against her chest, allowing the warmth…
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Logan Moran- Come now, sit and listen. It’s about time I tell you about some very important people. Once upon a time, far long ago from where we stand today. A group of warriors were destined to meet, to face a Queen who was poisoning the minds and souls of her people. She incited her…
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Logan Moran- Manic Click, The door shut. Around I look around. Where am I? I don’t know where I am. I feel restricted. Tied up but I know I can move around this room. It won’t be a problem… Right? The room is bright, it burns to look. My eyes hurt, they keep watering. I…



