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“You’re going to die today,” the little girl whispered in my ear, pigtails swinging in the summer breeze.

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When I was a little, my cousins and I used to run sticks across the school fence at playtime, rhapsodising the noise as if it were a xylophone.

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I always knew coming out wouldn’t be an easy process, especially these days.

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“I’m sorry we have to let you go Gerald, company policy and all that, you understand.”

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I wondered if she knew how beautiful she was as she slowly pulled her nightgown off her her shoulders, letting the fabric pool at her feet.

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“If you were a serial killer, and I’m just spitballing here, but if you were, how would you kill me?”

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Ever since my dear wife passed, I’ve taken up tending the garden she loved so wholeheartedly in her place.

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“Identify theft isn’t a damn joke,” I spun around to face my brother.

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I glanced down at the “no peanuts” allergy wristband on the camper laying in a crumpled heap at my feet.

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When I was a kid, I was always upset when my friends had to leave early before we finished playing.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
“You’re going to die today,” the little girl whispered in my ear, pigtails swinging in the summer breeze.	5314
When I was a little, my cousins and I used to run sticks across the school fence at playtime, rhapsodising the noise as if it were a xylophone.	276
I always knew coming out wouldn’t be an easy process, especially these days.	143
“I’m sorry we have to let you go Gerald, company policy and all that, you understand.”	116
I wondered if she knew how beautiful she was as she slowly pulled her nightgown off her her shoulders, letting the fabric pool at her feet.	113
“If you were a serial killer, and I’m just spitballing here, but if you were, how would you kill me?”	109
Ever since my dear wife passed, I’ve taken up tending the garden she loved so wholeheartedly in her place.	96
“Identify theft isn’t a damn joke,” I spun around to face my brother.	50
I glanced down at the “no peanuts” allergy wristband on the camper laying in a crumpled heap at my feet.	49
When I was a kid, I was always upset when my friends had to leave early before we finished playing.	48