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Every Dog Bites Sometimes

I am not a good dog. More often than I would like, I bite. I growl and bark, and then I bite. My old owner was good at scolding. Every...

The first post

Because every site needs a first post. On this one, I'll explain a little about my texts. Most of the ones you will see here are from a...

The Falling Tree [+10]

Word count: 439 The empty forest stared at me silently through the living room window. Miles and miles of still trees, like a sad...

The Golden Fever [+14]

Word count: 781 It is not known when, how or where the Golden Fever began. But it consumed everything quickly and overwhelmingly. I...

The Mailbox [+14]

Word count: 891 A hot bead of sweat ran from the postman's temple. The scorching sun above him was merciless and seemed to chew his brain...

The Crying House [+16]

Word count: 2460 Our house cried at night. I even thought that maybe it felt lonely, since the closest neighborhood was two miles away,...

The Feeder [+12]

Word count: 1265 I opened my eyes. They felt slightly swollen, the eyelids didn't move so easily. It was even more difficult to adjust my...

The Itch [+16]

Word count: 1275 Rain. The sky reverberated and thundered above the busy city, and the sounds of cars and people echoed back. A useless,...

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