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Editor's Choice: The water must not touch the jacket. For then, it would release him. It would set him free of the madness of his love. The water must not touch the jacket.
She opened the closet and gazed into it with a look of yearning. She picked out a silk top, slowly running her fingers over the soft material.
Editor’s Choice: It was evening. I was sitting impatiently in the deserted corner of the City Coffee House. A magical golden yellow hue spread across
Short Story Suspense: “There’s this weird devilish face like thing in the corner, the light fell on it and it caught me off guard” I said by way of explanation
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A few weeks and some minor renovation later, the inauguration of Agnes’ dream took place in a simple and austere function.
Their true love resulted in growing of a flower in such a plant which didn't produce flowers for years. My uncle prayed so much from his heart that even God was forced to show a miracle.
She sometimes upset when she saw all the parents waiting outside the school gate for their children because she wish her parents was able to do that too
And they saw each other, his bleak gaze quelled, her hard stare softened, both of their regrets, worries, fears, and sorrows falling away
We are at war. Everybody is struggling to get some foods to fill in out empty stomach. I was alone shivering at the sidewalks of the Meina's street
Editor's Choice: Beautiful, She murmured the word to herself and turned her head down to see her reflection in the sea.A face floated on the surface of the water. An ugly face it was.
Bhanu placed four candles at end of the four corners of chart. Each of them sat at each corner of the spirit chart. He kept a coin on the center of spirit chart
He was born and raised on the streets. He knew all the hiding places, the shortcuts, the dead ends. The soldiers didn’t though.
The fact that her childhood friend and sweet heart had called her on her birthday and has plans to literally come over for the occasion , had brought that years-forgotten
He held her hand. She felt a rush. He clutched her fingers into hers and walked to the riverside. No words uttered yet.