The Washing

The Washing

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She pulled another off the stack of washcloths, watching the bubbles rise up in the sink as she pushed the towel down into the hot soapy water. Rubbing yet another clean cloth over her shoe, her legs, until yet another cloth was…

To Escape Evil: Who to Trust?

To Escape Evil: Who to Trust?

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After coming home to barely miss my mother’s attackers, I watched her die in my arms. I followed the last words of warning she gave me, all while running for my life. Not knowing who wants me dead, or why. I’m on…

To Escape Evil: Get Moving

To Escape Evil: Get Moving

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After coming home to barely miss my mother’s attackers, I watched her die in my arms. I followed the last words of warning she gave me, all while running for my life. Not knowing who wants me dead, or why. I’m on…

To Escape Evil: Part Two

To Escape Evil: Part Two

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You can Read the Beginning of the story in Part One I was having a nightmare just before I woke up laying in a pile of trash in some random alley. In the dream I couldn’t see anything, but I felt like…

To Escape Evil

To Escape Evil

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“Clarity and protection is all I want from you.” I slammed my last ten dollars down on the table. My voice was shaking with rage, but thus far I’d managed to stem the flow of tears. I was at the end of…

Letter Nine: That #$%& Dog Wants to be my BFF, The TempestPapers

Letter Nine: That #$%& Dog Wants to be my BFF, The TempestPapers

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Another letter from our boat cat, Tempest, writing to her human (Paris aka @loliboofae back on land) Featuring yet another awesome part of the family, Tiberius Dear Paris, Hey girl, what’s up? I’m feeling pretty damn good about myself right now. Apparently Cinnamon spread the word about…