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You know when even the things you dislike about a person make you love her even more? Well, that was on Mary. On the one hand, she

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was always running. Running late, running into things, running too many projects. It drove me crazy sometimes, to see her makeup in dissaray because she overslept after staying up all night [She just had to finish one more chapter of this new book she was reading that was pre-ordered six months in advance. That's how …

Continue reading You know when even the things you dislike about a person make you love her even more? Well, that was on Mary. On the one hand, she

It was strange to see two moons in the sky at night. To me, it was beautiful, and a kind of comfort, like someone was watching out for us. But other people reacted differently. Some believed

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the Eternal Night had arrived to our world. They said the sun would never return, just the reddish glow of each moon, giving an ominous message: beware. No one knew much about what type of creatures began to roam the endless darkness. Only that they were faster than lightning and would leave behind a residue …

Continue reading It was strange to see two moons in the sky at night. To me, it was beautiful, and a kind of comfort, like someone was watching out for us. But other people reacted differently. Some believed

The wind whispered through the dark, empty trees like a warning in a foreign language. Winter was coming, and with winter

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came the storm. And we weren't ready. Our stronghold was more of a prison, with a wide open door to welcome the storm in. We had to get it fixed. But it had been two days since a few of the men left for supplies. I climbed up the tower, if you could call it …

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At first, we thought the black liquid was oil, that we’d struck it rich and that we’d be able to retire and live in leisure. We actually started writing down all the ways we’d spend the money. Our first choice was

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Florida for obvious reasons. I mean, who wouldn't want to live on the beach, or right outside of Disney? As we continued speculating how best to turn our dreams into a reality, our friend Josh arrived in his dad's old pickup. "Hey! You'll never guess what happened today..." I started, but when I finally took …

Continue reading At first, we thought the black liquid was oil, that we’d struck it rich and that we’d be able to retire and live in leisure. We actually started writing down all the ways we’d spend the money. Our first choice was