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Our voices hoarse with throats red raw, we rejoice when the chorus stops.

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[JUL22] Today, the first snowfall began, so I regaled the children with the story of Demeter and how she killed the crops until her daughter Persephone was returned.

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"Daddy, the snowman wants to play!" my three year old sang out in joyous laughter as he ran across the field.

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It was another dry, breezy day, so he knew he'd be able to mill a lot of flour and fill the orders people were waiting on.

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"And what's that one, Dad?" my son asked pointing at the night time sky.

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[APR21] My mother sobbed uncontrollably when I was stillborn, but when God whispered to us that I was to be reborn, she wept tears of joy.

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My father often looked at the Purple Heart hanging over his desk, but would never talk about Vietnam with us.

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I die, yet diet.

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I watched as her "little man in the boat" rode the red rapids down her gangrenous thigh as she stood above me panting heavily.

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[WP] You, a nurse with an idetitic memory, are proud of your mother. She paints portraits which virtually come alive on the day she finishes them. She is now working on a painting of you for your birthday. At work, as you're going through old death records, you start connecting faces and dates.

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Our voices hoarse with throats red raw, we rejoice when the chorus stops.	35	TwoSentenceHorror
[JUL22] Today, the first snowfall began, so I regaled the children with the story of Demeter and how she killed the crops until her daughter Persephone was returned.	35	TwoSentenceHorror
"Daddy, the snowman wants to play!" my three year old sang out in joyous laughter as he ran across the field.	35	TwoSentenceHorror
It was another dry, breezy day, so he knew he'd be able to mill a lot of flour and fill the orders people were waiting on.	34	TwoSentenceHorror
"And what's that one, Dad?" my son asked pointing at the night time sky.	34	TwoSentenceHorror
[APR21] My mother sobbed uncontrollably when I was stillborn, but when God whispered to us that I was to be reborn, she wept tears of joy.	34	TwoSentenceHorror
My father often looked at the Purple Heart hanging over his desk, but would never talk about Vietnam with us.	34	TwoSentenceHorror
I die, yet diet.	33	shortscarystories
I watched as her "little man in the boat" rode the red rapids down her gangrenous thigh as she stood above me panting heavily.	33	TwoSentenceHorror
[WP] You, a nurse with an idetitic memory, are proud of your mother. She paints portraits which virtually come alive on the day she finishes them. She is now working on a painting of you for your birthday. At work, as you're going through old death records, you start connecting faces and dates.	33	WritingPrompts