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a short story about america…

“How many died today?” asked the tech. “Fourteen, but three more are hanging on by a thread,” said the doctor.  “It’s touch and go. All but two were teens.” “How many more have to die because of them?” “As many … Continue reading

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WOMAN HOLDING UMBRELLA…a short story

She just wanted to go for a walk.  It was supposed to rain, so she brought her umbrella and then she somehow, she lost her shoes and when she looked up, the sky was white and she could feel the … Continue reading

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Knock, knock…Short story

“Knock, knock,” she said, standing in the doorway. “Who’s there?” he asked smiling. “No, I just said that because you don’t have a door and I didn’t want to barge in.” “Oh, I thought it was one of those jokes.  … Continue reading

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Red…

He would stand out anywhere, even without the red shoes.  But they were his trademark, that’s how he got his name.  If you saw the shoes, you went in the other direction and you didn’t stop running, until you fell.  … Continue reading

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Marge…a short story about a very brave sheep.

Marge came from a tough neighborhood.   A “bad” farm, everyone said.  She grew up fast and aggressive.  She didn’t like the way humans threw sheep to the ground and stole their coats.  She didn’t like a lot of things, especially … Continue reading

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Nancy…

My name is nancy and I’m a female moose.  You had to know we existed, right?  I know the males get all the media exposure but they wouldn’t be here without us, so there is that.    They get the … Continue reading

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How they met…

“I’m sorry,” said the lady behind the counter.  “He just bought the last chocolate coffee cake we had.” “Hey,” she yelled.  “You bought the last chocolate coffee cake.” He turned around.  “And?” “Argggg!” “Does that mean you wanted it?” “Do … Continue reading

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