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Written by Steve Angell
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Jul 26, 2008 at 10:30 AM |
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"You're late." Startled by this unexpected accusation, Jim looked up from the... |
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Written by Steve Angell
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Jun 28, 2008 at 10:36 PM |
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Vanessa had just bought a lovely blouse at Dollar Tree when, as she was walking to her car, a little old man asked her if she had some spare change. She dug in her purse and offered him 42 cents and a breath mint... |
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Written by Steve Angell
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Jun 28, 2008 at 10:10 PM |
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"Can you spot me," the weightlifter asked of his friend. "Sure, no problem... |
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Written by Steve Angell
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Jun 07, 2008 at 04:15 PM |
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Chip had just laid down on the office couch when his psychiatrist broke the silence. "Tell me what is bothering you Chip." "I feel... |
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Written by Steve Angell
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Apr 19, 2008 at 11:40 PM |
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Bill and James had just finished playing an afternoon's marathon of basketball and were walking back to Bill's car when Bill suddenly stopped while pointing excitedly at the ground. "Dude, look at that!"... |
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Written by Steve Angell
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Dec 09, 2007 at 05:02 PM |
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(Editor's note: This is the final chapter of a multi-part short story.) Amy was more worried about her husband than ever. He had returned around 11am and seemed even more despondent than before. Walking into the study she stopped behind his chair for a moment before continuing forward and sitting in his lap. "I have something to tell you sweetie," she whispered... |
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Written by Steve Angell
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Nov 21, 2007 at 05:44 PM |
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For three terrifying nights, Luke had been hiding from the madman with a knife. It was already Monday and he knew he didn't have much time left. Little Luke knew that the butcher, Lucinda Esdon, or as he was lovingly referred to "The Nightmare Killer," would eventually catch him. His goal now wasn't to... |
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Written by Steve Angell
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Nov 03, 2007 at 06:47 PM |
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(Editor's note: This is part 4 of a multi-part short story.) It was the day before the auction and Amy had been worried about her husband, he had seemed exceedingly nervous as the auction approached. He had spent the last couple days sitting at the desk in the study and staring blankly out the window. Deciding to try to cheer him up Amy... |
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Written by Steve Angell
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Sep 30, 2007 at 11:12 PM |
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(Editor's note: This is the 3rd part of a multi-chapter short story.) Amy had been preparing breakfast when she noticed her husband by the front door putting on his work shoes. "Where are you going Jerry?" "I need to trim a few of the trees at the Johnson... |
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Written by Steve Angell
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Sep 02, 2007 at 02:01 PM |
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(Editor's note: This is the second chapter of a multi-chapter short story.) No one knew much about what lay behind the old metal gate that kept visitors at bay at the entrance of the Johnson farm. The Johnson farm had been passed down from generation to generation for the past five hundred years and no visitors had been within its gates in some time. Old Johnson, as he had been... |
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