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    The white taxi, June 22, 1990

    Quick little note: Yes we know this was supposed to be published on Friday, that didn’t happen. We run this site as a hobby, so sometimes things don’t get prioritized. Thank you for waiting and here is your Fiction Friday story! After four days of riding at sea, maintaining our health and hunger, we finally […]

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    Light in the darkness, March 22, 1987

    Now, two years after my birth, my father is barely home seeing that he lost his job, and he is always looking for work. The only time he was home; is when we are all eating meals in the kitchen. I am in the kitchen sitting in my small dark-brown wooden baby seat; Maria is […]

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    Kyle’s Fiction Fridays

    Today we’re happy to announce a new project! About a week ago we got contacted by Mr. K.R. Bernard, who is a zombie fiction writer. Now I know that’s not a special profession these days, but Kyle had a series of short stories written that weren’t published yet. So starting soon, we’ll be posting parts […]

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    Coward or Hero

    “I can’t let them die. I can’t.”  A school resource officer is supposed to keep children safe. Officer Jose Jimenez was trained to stop a school shooter, not to deal with this. “C’mon think motherfucker! Think!” Luckily, he was only thinking, he knew enough not to voice his frustrations audibly. The children he managed to get to […]

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    The Last President

    “The Russians just launched everything they have.”  The general couldn’t believe the intelligence, couldn’t believe what the Russians had just done, nor could he believe the words now escaping his lips. “They’re nuking their own country.” “What are they hitting?” The President snapped. “The major population centers, Moscow, St Petersburg, etc.” “Are they leaving the countryside alone? […]