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Allison worked at the local hospital as a registered nurse. She was driving home late one night on her usual route when her car suddenly struck a figure walking on the side of the road. She hoped it was just a deer, but deep inside she knew otherwise. Her heavy breathing fogged the windshield and she watched her emergency lights blink. “Oh God, please don’t let him be dead,” she uttered as she slowly stepped out of her car. Kneeling next to the man’s body, she checked his pulse. It was faint...

Dear Gracie, You're fucked up. Everything about you, to be exact. It's the way you look, even the words you speak. Something is wrong with you. Even as you're reading this paragraph; I bet you're wondering exactly how I know all these things about you. Well, it's because I know you...or at least I used to know you. I spent nine years loving you, and you spent nine years loving someone else. The fucking Corona bottle. I don't like using the word "bitch," especially in reference to you, but you...

Brown plants, tall and dry Dust clouds rolling rapidly Dark skies, but no rain

A good day, gone. Lost in a flood of moving time. Erased from existance by passing minutes; never to return.

"No one wants to be around Angie since the accident," Nick told his mother. She just shook her head in silence. "Can't people see that I love her?" "Nick, just go home," she said. "And if you must return, please don't bring that girl with you." He turned from her and walked silently down the road. He felt alone and didn't understand why his friends and family didn't like Angie. Just one day before, his friend Stan refused an invitation to the movies when he found out Angie was going too. "Why...