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Andy Burgoyne

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The British Monster Under the Bed

“Mom?” Rosie said.“Yes?”“I can’t sleep.”Rosie’s mother placed her hands on her hips. “I just tucked you in!”“Okay… I won’t be able to sleep.”“Why’s that?” She came closer, brushing Rosie’s soft, tangled hairRosie sat up in bed and whispered, “The monster under my bed.”“But I sprayed the monster spray.” The mother pointed to the bottle of Windex on the nightstand, relabeled “BED MONSTER-PROOF SPRAY” and secretly only filled with water.“The spray doesn’t work,” Rosie whispered again.“Why are whispering?” The mother whispered back.“So the monst...

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The Night Guard

“Are you sure we should do this?” Aria whispered.“Yeah,” Tyler replied. “Why wouldn’t we?”“We’re only seventeen! I haven’t so much as stolen a Kit Kat, but you expect me to rob a mall?”“Don’t worry, you’re in good hands. Trust me, I paid off my Tesla using stolen money.”“That doesn’t make me want to trust you.”“So here’s the plan: We’re going to find a way in, and then we’re going to find the most expensive jewelry store and steal that stuff.”“Doesn’t sound much like a plan…”“Just trust me. You do trust me, don’t you?”“I don’t know…” The Nig...

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Call of all Time

“Hello?”“Dad, it’s your son!”“Um, I don’t have a son, kid. Or a wife. I think you have the wrong number, buddy.”“No, no, I’m your son from the future. Your name is Daniel Adams. You live in an apartment and pay rent by flipping burgers at McDonald’s and making somewhat mediocre videos on YouTube.”Daniel said nothing.“Don’t worry, your videos get better in the future.”Daniel almost laughed out loud. For a second, he considered ending the call, but he decided he wanted some fun with it first.“Okay, kid, why are you calling me from the future?”...

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Gorgandr's Cave

Schalen stood near the pub, keeping his face down and hood up, covering his eyes. His cloak covered most of his clothing. It was hard to stay hidden, as a dragonborn—a seven-foot-tall-half-dragon—but as long as he stayed in the shadows, he should be fine.“I thought I told you to go in without me,” Chippy said. He was an elf, so a foot shorter than Schalen. He kept his hood down, and his long hair reflected the moonlight.“I decided to wait,” said Schalen.“You’re procrastinating. You know you are. You really don’t want to go in there, do you?”...

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The Cat and the Dog

CAT ON THE WINDOWSILL: The cat on the windowsill stared out the window. She watched very closely and observantly to seemingly nothing. Actually, yes, it was nothing. The cat had absolutely no reason to be starting so harshly at… nothing. But she did. She watched the birds fly from branch to branch. She watched a car pass by. Then another car. And… how many cars exist in this world?A man came into view, walking along the sidewalk, just doing his own thing. Out of nowhere, the dog on the couch starts barking. He jumps up and looks out the wind...

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The Author's Story

Timothy lay on his couch. He was tired, circles under his eyes showed it. He was—“What’s that voice?” Timothy asked. He sat up on the couch, looking for the voice.This is the Author.“What? No, seriously, who are you?”Just trust me, I’m the Author.“Where did you come from?” Timothy started looking around for the source of the sound. He could hear everything the Author was saying, every little description. He waved around his arm, then he gasped when he heard the Author say that.“This better not be an elaborate prank. Does my brother have anyt...

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