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Jenna by Kat Fiore The horror of love. [2 words]
Like Troubled Water by Amarjit Bhambra One way of explaining life... [1,261 words]
He Gave It All Away by Amarjit Bhambra I have my own African Grey and this story was written in 1999, hope you like it.... [1,959 words]
Eat You Lunch Children by Amarjit Bhambra A story for Halloween for young children,especially the ones that don't finish their lun... [450 words]
The Power Within by Amarjit Bhambra - [90 words]
The Pharoah's Daughter by Amarjit Bhambra A little tale one mightlike.... [246 words]
The Healing Hand Of The Lord by Amarjit Bhambra I was in a Foreign Country, with my son who fell ill in the middle of the night. ... [259 words]
The Good Against The Evil by Amarjit Bhambra - [628 words]
Charlie The Squirral by Amarjit Bhambra When my son was born,I alway remember a Squirral in the Hospital grounds that the Nurses u... [341 words]
A Thing Of A Bat? by Amarjit Bhambra When this actually happened, it was very hilarious. I hope you imagine it well to enjoy that ... [349 words]
Wonderful, Wonderful Works Of God, The Lord God Is My Healer, My Protector by Amarjit Bhambra I think that sharing is very importa... [197 words]
The Heart Of A Noble Woman by Mandi Butkovich -A story about a young noble woman who first discovers what love is.---Please Review [860 words]
Witchcake by Risa Peris An imaginary retelling of the beginnings of the Salem Witch Trials of 1692 throught the eyes of one o... [1,491 words]
Venice by Matthew Penner - [303 words]
Untitled About Bugs by Durfee's Student World from the perspective of another. Title suggestions appreciated! I can print the 2nd... [1,706 words]
Things That Really Happen In Life - The Sense The Feeling Before It Really Happens. by Amarjit Bhambra This really happened to me ... [356 words]
Thin Air by Randall Barfield ...you'd think it impossible that one man could terrorize an entire nation but,of course,... [874 words]
There Are No Others! Just Me! by Nik Siromah Short story about one of the greatest Bulgarian revolutionary of all time, Vasil ... [3,577 words]
The Thorn And The Rose by Amarjit Bhambraaa Bitter tangled love? [224 words]
The New Gaurdians by Creature Of Death This is another story I made like I said sci-fi is my beiggest thing I like to write about th... [2,079 words]
The Hunter by Evgeni Miller Jonas Rath A short story dating a couple of months ago. Comes with a second chapter which will be posted in a... [433 words]
The Electric Car by Tomas Sancio B Baquiano Two stories in Latin America become intertwined when a young Engineer kills herself after a fa... [1,462 words]
Teenager's Prayer by Jordan Holetzky A teenager's prayer... [1,216 words]
Screaming, Save Me. by Marie Buzzy After the dream ends, I find myself sitting in bed, frightened and panicking as I whisper t... [718 words]
Schoolgirl by Randall Barfield - [937 words]
Reflections And Modern Man by Kristal O-Garrow The dispersed thoughts of a man who just experienced a divorce. [678 words]
Pedro by Jordan Holetzky Talks about people who don't even know you are will to care about you to pray for you and to share God wi... [654 words]
Nightmare 1 The Chase by Jordan Holetzky This story is about a freaky dream... [752 words]
My Treat by Amarjit Bhambra - [631 words]
My Name by Allie Haaland - [209 words]
My Embarrassing Moment by Brady Kalt This is a short story about one of my embarrassing moments. [203 words]
Mountain Arrival by Norachai Thavisin The hermit has to prepare his mountain chalet for the arrival of his woman visitor. He didn't ... [2,095 words]
Most Embarrasing Moment by Anthony Espinoza Assignment for school. [226 words]
Mexico by Hiatt - [799 words]
Life Force by Caleigh Jepison Please please can you tell me what you think? Starting chapter of a horror novel - may be a bit clic... [603 words]
Inbox by Nathan Weaver The first in a series of short horror stories. I can't say much without spoiling anything. Just check i... [688 words]
Inbox 2 by Nathan Weaver The second in the series. The roommate. [1,081 words]
In Michael's Mind by Am Mason R.I.P. Michael. [218 words]
Hospital Room by Randall Barfield Sadly, it's another case of "who needs fiction?" [1,115 words]
Hickory Dickory by Tomas B Sancio Of mice, men and Nuclear Science. [828 words]
Family Therapy Remembering Nama's Funeral by Mickey Bryant This short story gives detailed descriptions of the comedy of errors ... [5,111 words]
Embarrassing Day At The Pool by Kaitlin Kingdon A short story about an embarrassing day at a pool on vacation. [319 words]
Damn by Bk Kinsel It is all my fault. [163 words]
Creature Of Death's Bio by Creature Of Death This a character I use alot in my stories he reflects me and my mood at certain times a... [3,589 words]
Birthday Visitors by Norachai Thavisin Two unexpected people visit me on my birthday. We spend an unexpected day at the local beach.... [1,319 words]
A True Story About A Very Young And Naive Nathan Weaver by Nathan Weaver The title says it all. A short, true story about mysel... [346 words]
A Red Tent by R Amici I had to submit this for school. [633 words]
A Cry In The Dark by Barry Stevens Faeden A creepy story of the macabre. Not for the weak hearted. [887 words]
'fly by Lawrence Peters Freedom [426 words]
Without Reason by Sime Sheef Anger breeds hate and hate breeds evil. Unfortunately this perfect world breeds all three. [983 words]
What's Wrong With The World? by Bk Kinsel A story about the world. [172 words]
Valentine's Cupid by K J H Sienna is a fiery redhead that works for a local newspaper. She is fairly unlucky when it com... [2,873 words]
To The Fullest by Sime Sheef Peter has figured out how to drain the potential from every moment in life...but what will it co... [978 words]
The Wedding Reception by Avis - [1,893 words]
The Little Turd That Could by Michael L Phillips (Aka The Purple Monkey) A short story based on office interaction and politics. [1,052 words]
The Final Battle by Briony Carvalho Read it and you'll see! Any comments on anything I do are hugely appreciated - even if it's j... [348 words]
Sword From Heaven by Kristen Karlson A series of interconnected stories about the forms and consequences of power. [7,754 words]
Six Episodes Of Love by H Klecel - [3,199 words]
Russian Roulette: Foreshadow by Catherine Lefloy The story is about a young russian soldier that is eager to go to war, later he fi... [1,635 words]
Ordinary Day by Derek Anthony Held A short story about military families and how war tears them apart. [540 words]
Night Of The Courtesane by Charles F Kane A Dream that's more than a dream. Story with a twist. [1,243 words]
Medical-Shedical by Avis Narration of annual general medical exam. [1,548 words]
Life On The Broken Wings by Partha Pratim Majumder A young pretty girl , who is handicapped since birth , has to pass her leisure sitting... [1,860 words]
Heaven With Her by Bk Kinsel An old man dying in his bed wishing only to see the love of his life. [253 words]
Flak by Joseph Xavier Ramirez A short story about an escort fighter pilot in WW2, as he embarks on this mission he will face many challe... [1,158 words]
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Dream For An Insomniac by Rachel Joseph A short love story of a unique girl [739 words]
Downsizing by Katherine A M Corkery A confident employee at a well-established law firm enters the office ready to receive word of a pro... [1,823 words]
Confortable Darkness by Sime Sheef The world is dark and light is not welcome. It only pains the eyes. [996 words]
Cipher by Rachel Joseph The life story of a boring girl. [2,509 words]
Can't Let Him Go by Nicky Rothschild Can't Let You Go is about a girl that has fallen in love with a man that is 4 years older then... [1,442 words]
And... by Lawrence Peters For Andrew, whether you like it or not, it's yours. written in Los Angeles, where writers go to become r... [129 words]
And I Prayed Part 3 Of Awakening by Sidney Tucker Continuing from Awakening and The Journey Home A man finds the final steps to ... [1,235 words]
Alone At Dawn by Sime Sheef The tale of a man searching to resolve the pain of loosing the woman he loved. [957 words]

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Escaping Reality
This is an account of a real event that has a fictional ending...the ending that I know she wanted.
[981 words]
Monica L Sprague
46 year old wife and mother who is trying to put her past behind her.
[July 2006]
Alien Within (Poetry) What comes with self examination. [15 words]
Angel Of Death (Non-Fiction) A corrupted childhood contaminates the present-writing purges, but just slightly...*Caution, could be considered graphic* [706 words] [Horror]
Dark Anger (Short Stories) A follow up, sort of, to Darkest Fairytale, sort of. [815 words]
Darkest Fairytale (Short Stories) A story written out of the depths of confusion so it's a bit confusing to follow. *Could be considered graphic* [1,571 words] [Drama]
Ending (Poetry) Just a few questions I asked once upon a time ago... [21 words]
God's Retribution (Short Stories) A follow on story written in early January. God is displeased and one child suffers the consequence. [425 words] [Spiritual]
Remember...Do You Remember? (Genres) A long prose that asks tough personal questions which require deep internal self-examination to find the answers...if answers can be found. [271 words] [Mind]
Seeking God (Short Stories) This story was written in December when a vision of the god from my childhood came crashing into my present. [767 words] [Spiritual]
Taken Fetus (Non-Fiction) Ripped from within her. [697 words]
Tempest: Calming The Storm (Short Stories) Inner turmoil ... can it be calmed? *Caution, could be graphic* [771 words]
The Frustrating Switch (Short Stories) What happens when stress takes me beyond the breaking point? This is glimpse into my world... [667 words] [Psychology]
Washed In The Blood (Short Stories) During a particularly depressing time and trying to find a way to cleanse myself of shame...well this story came to be. *Caution, could be graphic.* [631 words]
When I Was Eight (Genres) A long three part prose about a dark desert night when a child was scared into submission. [501 words]
Escaping Reality
Monica L Sprague

Part One
The loss is overwhelming though she doesn’t recognize the loss as being the reason that she feels so chaotic and out of control-hasn’t calculated all that is lost to her, all that’s gone. Her move to Virginia just over nine years ago, leaving Dr. Margee behind; the death of her father-in-law nearly seven years ago; her mother just four years ago; and now Kathleen, her therapist of nearly ten years and which appears to be the most traumatic.

the therapeutic relationship is extremely complex and difficult to explain. imagine that the client is a raw egg; the therapist is the master chef. carefully the therapist takes the egg, gently shaking it-to see if something’s deep inside. the shell is hard, but not impenetrable, the therapist must be gentle as she builds trust (which is like a fine thread of web-once broken, it can never be repaired). cracking the shell, the egg is placed in a bowl to be examined and evaluated. the client, feeling raw, exposed and scrutinized scrambles the egg so that there are no discernable parts. as the therapist works with the client, there are words of wisdom- salt and seasoned insight to accomplish great goals-pepper. sometimes the therapist plops a tomato or two but the client can keep what’s needed and pluck out the rest. spices liven up the relationship and cheese glues it all together, then tossed into the frying pan to work things through. the end result is no longer a raw, exposed egg but an amazing change that is tastefully and wonderfully unique. the egg is new and refreshing. however, just as the scrambled egg cannot be placed back into the shell, the client cannot go back to what was before. the change is complete and magnificent.
end aside.

She left the office of Dr. Sarah in tears, crying bitterly as she sat in the car thinking of all the ways Sarah isn’t Kathleen. She felt lost and out of control; she immediately thought to call Kathleen but the heaviness of realization sunk in - I can’t…ever again, she thought dramatically. She cried hard desperate tears for another few minutes before leaving the parking space.

I can’t take this, she continued crying unabashedly, I’ve got to get away from this, get away from here she thought. Her thinking steered her course, guiding her direction south on Warwick, east onto Bland and to the airport, to escape. She thought slowly that Boston sounded particularly appealing. Her head pounded as she entered the terminal, she fumbled in her purse and found the pill bottle-fifteen Advil and one Concerta tablet. She took all the Advil, after all her head ache was killer…

Part Two
Slowly she began to emerge from what felt like a fog. She groggily opened her eyes and peered up at the ceiling. “Fudgesicles, I’m at the church!” she thought angrily. She attempted to focus on the ceiling fans whirring high over her head. She raised slightly, caught sight of the bell tables set up and the sunshine streaming through the window of the door. She tried to rise but dizziness took her and she lay back down upon the pew. “Crumb, I bet I didn’t even make it to Boston!” She lay quietly listening for a moment-the sounds of the construction crew cleaning up their equipment came floating into her consciousness as well as the sound of the traffic hurrying by on Mercury. She looked at her watch-2:40? Is that what is says? She rose carefully, found her shoes on the pew near where her head had just lain and put them on. The sanctuary was cool-Adam must have turned on the air for the bell choir tonight. She wandered all through the entire church-alone, totally…nobody else in the whole building.

She found her car in the parking lot by the fellowship hall, her keys in her pocket. She got in the car and left the parking lot, the gas gauge dinged three times. “Darn, need gas…don’t know what to do-don’t want to go home, don’t want to do anything, and don’t want to face any one…” She got to Fox Hill and swung into the left turn lane. When the light changed she turned left onto Cherry Acres, toward Crystal’s house. She pulled into the driveway of the home of her best friend in the entire world, tears streaming down her face again. She sat in the car, debating within herself, finally deciding to go in and be stupid with company rather alone. Suddenly, just as she reached for the door handle, a giant bumble bee smacked against the drivers side window. She startled and looked about her seeing another large bumble bee and another. The front yard was thick with the things. Panic set in, she hated bugs but especially flying stinging bugs. She started the engine and left the driveway.

I don’t want to go home, don’t want to deal with this…I don’t have the energy any longer, I’m so tired of trying-to tired to carry on. She pulled into the motel parking lot and got a room. Walking up to the 7-11 a short distance away, she bought a Slurpee and a package of razors and then returned to the room. I can’t live this out of control any longer but Crystal is wrong, I can run away it. She took the razor and pulled it across her wrist-sharp and quick it bit the flesh and separated the skin underneath. She dragged the blade across her wrist again and again. Taking a long sip of the Slurpee, she turned to the other arm. “Now I’ll find peace” she whispered to herself. She sliced into her other wrist-once, twice, three times for good measure. Dropping the razor, she lay on the bed letting her life force slowly seep from her wrists. I wonder how long, she thought, before sleep overtakes me and I find rest…


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