Short Stories

Mom

“You look nice.” She said, as If forced to do so. I remember her pale skin so dull and plain. She had one of those faces, like the one of the kid from the Skittles commercials. It was just skin, a nose, a pair of dark brown eyes, small lips, and eyebrows so light you …

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Short Stories

Trust Fund +1

I woke up, startled; as if my body knew this bed wasn’t my own. I looked around the room for a second while my eyes got adjusted to the sunlight. Yea, this was not my room.  The gray walls held up carefully painted canvases and the silence in the room was almost scary. Someone unfamiliar …

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