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### Introduction In the summer of my junior year of college, I found myself at a crossroads. I had spent the better part of my life adhering to a predictable script—dating the same type of girl, hanging out with a select group of friends, and keeping my life neatly compartmentalized. But when Josh entered my life, everything changed. He was everything I was not: spontaneous, adventurous, and utterly unpredictable. Our friendship blossomed in secret, challenging my own perceptions and ultimately altering the course of my life. ### The First E...
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There’s a peculiar sensation that creeps into your bones when you’re alone at night, the kind of chill that a flashlight’s beam struggles to stave off. I’d felt it many times walking through the woods behind my childhood home, the curved trail lined with gnarled trees and crumbling stones of an abandoned graveyard. Ever since my sister, Emily, vanished two years ago, those woods have become a prison of my memories—both tender and haunting.It was a stormy evening in late October when I decided to confront my demons. The eerie winds howled aro...
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Martina Caswell always imagined herself fearless. With a heart that spoke in cadences of adventure, she was the girl who climbed trees higher than her friends dared, the one who chased boys down the street, laughing madly. And yet, despite her outward confidence, there was a shadow that loomed over her—a fear that twisted within, stubborn as a child’s grip on a beloved toy. It was the fear of the dark.As a child, Martina found solace in the sun’s warm embrace, in colors that bloomed and thrived. But dusk fell like a shroud over her world, st...
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