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The old man would come back once a year in celebration of he and his late wife’s anniversary, and always requested two glasses of wine in her memory.

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[OCT21] She walked through the funhouse, laughing at herself in the warped mirrors that made her distort into unusual shapes as she went.

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Mom always brushed me off every time I asked why there were no photos of me as a child.

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I’ve been walking down this road for years since the witch cursed me and I don’t know what to do

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Every night after work I drag my husband’s bones out of the closet, reassemble them in the dining room, and tell him about my day over dinner and wine.

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I walk down the street on Halloween night while holding the severed head when a person passing by remarks, “Wow, cool prop!”

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Everyone says my brother ran away from home, but I know the truth.

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“How’s about one more drink before we call it a night?” I say to her.

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The walls have talked to me for years but my parents call me a liar; so today I took a butcher knife and plunged it into the wall to silence it at last

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Every morning I stretch, yawn, and pop my neck in both directions before hopping out of bed.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
The old man would come back once a year in celebration of he and his late wife’s anniversary, and always requested two glasses of wine in her memory.	1795
[OCT21] She walked through the funhouse, laughing at herself in the warped mirrors that made her distort into unusual shapes as she went.	694
Mom always brushed me off every time I asked why there were no photos of me as a child.	385
I’ve been walking down this road for years since the witch cursed me and I don’t know what to do	274
Every night after work I drag my husband’s bones out of the closet, reassemble them in the dining room, and tell him about my day over dinner and wine.	134
I walk down the street on Halloween night while holding the severed head when a person passing by remarks, “Wow, cool prop!”	41
Everyone says my brother ran away from home, but I know the truth.	40
“How’s about one more drink before we call it a night?” I say to her.	40
The walls have talked to me for years but my parents call me a liar; so today I took a butcher knife and plunged it into the wall to silence it at last	35
Every morning I stretch, yawn, and pop my neck in both directions before hopping out of bed.	34