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Hanna had many dreams in her eight years on this Earth, but none could measure up to the one she had the night before Christmas. She sat alone in an empty room before a fire in her family's red brick fireplace, and looked deep into the whisping flame. She reached out towards it. Although she wanted to pull her hand away she could only reach deeper. And when her hand had touched the flame it was cool to the touch. Her eyes had lit up brightly at this discovery, and she reached deeper until her hand touched something metallic. The Flame had hi...
“Where’s my hammer?” I had scanned around for it, but I had concluded that it must’ve grown legs and decided to walk away from me, so I had asked Marvin who just shrugged back in response. Marvin wasn’t good for much except holding nails in place, but if he didn’t even know where my hammer was, he had no purpose.Being on the fifth floor of this contraption made the effort of walking all the way back down to my truck to find my hammer make me groan so deep it rumbled my bones, but it had to be done.No one else’s tools felt right for me to use...
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Quiet nights like this were pretty rare in this part of town. No sirens, no parties, no loud neighbors. For once Mike’s apartment was as tranquil as a Buddhist temple. He couldn’t wait to fall asleep, The bed, under all its blankets looked warm, and comfy in contrast to the icy chill of his bedroom. Perfect. But the peaceful night was interrupted with a bang. Complete terror overtook Mike. He had locked his bedroom door, and stood so quiet that the only sound he made was the uncontrollable thump of his heart beating. Somehow through the ruc...
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