Short Stories
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Grandpa's House
When I was young at Grandpa’s house, I would play in the cold icy snow. I would play, even as it slowly melted through my clothes, turning my skin a...
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The Little Snowflake
It was dark and silent. All to be heard was the wind, roaring like the angry and violent monster that it truly is. Something dark moved through the...
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