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Beautiful Hike, A

Submitted by Noitalfin on Wed, 01/06/2016 - 12:49
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The sun shone down through the trees as Abby hiked along the forest trail. It was such a beautiful day. Not too hot, not too cold. It was just right for the blond accountant. She took in another breath of clean forest air as she continued her hike. But where was her friend? 

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Average: 3.5 (6 votes)

Alone Time with Abby

Submitted by Noitalfin on Wed, 01/06/2016 - 12:29
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            The house was quiet, aside from the gentle purr of the ventilation system circulating cold air. Gina was gone for the day. And for Abby, it was perfect.

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Average: 3.7 (7 votes)

For Science...?

Submitted by Noitalfin on Thu, 04/04/2013 - 22:57
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Having rich friends, or at least friends with rich parents, can have its perks. Jacob knew this all too well. Instead of living in a campus dorm and paying out the nose to do so, he lived on the edge of campus in a loft/rock wall gym that his friend Lucas' parents had converted an old warehouse into for them and their friend Sam, who also lived there with them. The three friends were avid rock climbing enthusiasts, and they loved their home.

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Average: 3.3 (7 votes)

Office Party Blues

Submitted by System on Mon, 02/14/2011 - 17:02
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The office “holiday” party had been going on for over an hour. And although it was scheduled to run for at least another two hours, Charlotte didn’t think she could last that long. The introduction of alcohol into the party had caused her generally tolerable co-workers to become, well, less than tolerable. It had become painfully clear to Charlotte that at least a third of her co-workers were lightweights when it came to alcohol. On top of that, it was also clear to her as to what kind of drunks each of her co-workers were.

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Average: 3.5 (4 votes)

Night at the Carnival, A

Submitted by System on Mon, 11/22/2010 - 16:43
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It was Halloween night. The air was cold and crisp, and was filled with the smell of decay. Few clouds hung in the sky, and the full moon was allowed to shine bright. Its glow provides many a trick-or-treater enough light to travel from house to house without a flashlight. Our attention shifts from the peaceful suburbs to an abandoned carnival, where a young red-headed woman franticly runs for her life.

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Average: 3.7 (7 votes)
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