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The death of a friend
Darius Wagner never thought about Alexia ‘Alex’ Dramsden as anyone more than a friend. That was, until the day she died. Alexia , (or Alex as she liked to call herself) had always been
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Missing
“Bhaiya I’m sleepy!” “Shhh….! Any minute now, sleep all you want after that.” If my memory serves me right, it was raining heavily that day. Three o’ clock in the morning and everyone was
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Kiss me under the mistletoe on Christmas Eve.
Girl, it’s been a long time. An incredibly long time since the last time we met. The last time we made love. The last time we felt for each other. You see Girl, for
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The Jeddah Jazz
As the countless Japanese cars snaked through the many flyovers of Jeddah, my Bangladeshi driver cum guide drove his new Sonata with an ease I had never before seen present in any of his
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Decadence (A fiction on the Aurora shooting)
” I hate this mask. It’s not the same as THAT one! Dammit … I should have waited a few days more.” A slow drizzle started – not that I cared. It wouldn’t have
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Awaiting Dawn
1. Feeble beams from the sun try to slowly penetrate the thick fog stubbornly hanging from the saturated atmosphere. The dense barrier formed, hinders the perfect view of a beautiful sunrise; the kind where one completely loses oneself
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Smothering Emptiness
The shrill noise of the alarm woke him up; he sat up bewildered for a while, not knowing where he was. Then he looked to his right with squinted eyes searching for someone. She
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Lost, then Found!
Thoughts of him flitted through my mind. How much I missed him. How little he seemed to miss me. How I hadn’t seen him in so long. And for a fraction of a second
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My surreal life
It’s 11 at night. I can hear the absurd silence in my room. My bed is perfectly made up. My table heaved with books and other stuff, just the way I used to keep
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There’s something about the moonlight baby – Flashfiction
Sometimes dazzling bright, sometimes hidden completely, and sometimes shining through the moving grey clouds. A silver coin in the sky, the moon played peekaboo. The sky, dark grey clouds with patches of navy, just
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