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Francine giggled, and her sisters turned around in unison: “Shh!”    “They’ll hear us, Frannie!” Marcy scolded, and Francine clamped her mouth shut. “Sorry!” she whispered moments later, only to be shushed again. One by one, the girls hopped off of the last stair and made their way into the kitchen. Marcy, ever the leader, took out the biggest pan she could find, but Laura stopped her. “Go for this one,” she whispered, picking out a smaller pan, “It’s lighter and less scratched up.” Marcy nodded and took the smaller pan from her sister. Placing it on the stove, she

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The first thing I register is the cold. It's freezing; not at all like the warmth I am used to. The next thing, of course, is the light: blinding, ceaseless, painful, light. And the noise: high-pitched screeches at short intervals, voices—some familiar, some not, but all louder than ever before. There are countless voices all blurring together, not to mention the footsteps, which stop soon enough, and then everything goes quiet.   Deathly quiet.   Confused, scared, heart pounding in my chest, I do the only thing I can think of: I scream.   I scream and the noise starts up again; the people all around me are cheering and sighing in r

The prosecution attorney gets up with the smug look of a man who is used to winning all of his battles. He believes the defendant is guilty. Obviously. Anyone accused of nineteen murders must be guilty. Except they have the wrong man, this time. And the true monster is so, so close. I smile to the attorney. He leers back. "Mr Casey, you were in prison from 2011 to 2014, correct?" "Yes sir." "And you met the defendant in prison, correct?" "Yes." "What was the defendant in prison for?" "Killing his wife." "Thank you, Mr Casey, that will be all, Your Honor." The prosecution attorney turns away, smirking, as the jury begins to mutter. I g

It happened so quickly. It didn't even seem that Benji had put much thought into it, but Tyler did, and continued to for several hours afterward.   It was just a kiss. They'd done more than that before. It shouldn't have been a big deal.   Except it was.   It was their first public kiss.   Their first kiss in front of his mother. Their first kiss since Tyler came out.   It was a big deal.   Tyler bit his bottom lip, debating on whether it was something he and Benji should talk about. Benji encouraged him to talk about anything that made him uncomfortable, and therein laid the problem. Tyler wasn't uncomfortable. If anything, he felt..

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