Copyright Oggbashan October 2010 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * I had been helping out at a rural branch of my uncle's Estate...
Sarah had been busy this morning. After watching Roger get sent upstairs by Debbie, and Debbie then leaving to go to her place, she had continued her conversation with her sister. "Yes, Julia, that was us in the park saving the willow tree." "It was very impressive. The three of you seem to have a lot of power to play with, and you work pretty well togethe...
"What in the hell are we doing here?" Gina protested angrily. "There are far better ways to spend a Friday night." "Stop nagging!" Tony erupted. "Look at it as a one in a lifetime experience." "I'd rather experience the food at that new Chinese restaurant." "Gina, try to look at the bright side," Dana intercepted. "Which is?" Gina raised her eyebrow. "...
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This was in a small college just three years ago. It was and still is a liberal arts school, originally founded by Methodists and retaining some prudish characteristics although not officially connected to any religion for years. With only around 2400 students, each of us probably knew at least half of the others and perhaps half of that half we knew really...
Author's Note: Thanks for your continued patience, enjoy. -EgyptsGoddess ***** Whispers echoed about the erie halls of the darkened halls, haunting expressions and easy chatter fluttered within the emptiness of the immense castle. The servants went on with their work while those that had been struck by the curse hardest moved as only ghosts can. Frighteni...
Captain Smashums was an amazing fucking guy. He had been in New Jersey for only a week and had already established himself as a prime player in the Super Hero industry. It was easy to overshadow local heroes like the pot-bellied Sausage-n-Peppers Man, and Eggplant Tony wasn't exactly beating away Marvel or DC with a stick for exclusive rights to his comic bo...
A waif-like vision materialized out of the darkness. Her brief gossamer dress would not usually have been considered appropriate burial attire; it left little to the imagination. It may have been fine for partying with Paris Hilton or Britney Spears, but not for a formal funeral, at least not here in the south. "She's here!" I exclaimed, waking my wife. "...
I was seated in a small bar in New Orleans. I love bar food especially in Louisiana. It always tastes better than the restaurants uptown. My names Jamie, and I used to live in St. Bernard Parish, a small suburb outside the Big Easy. At least I did until that BITCH Katrina ruined it in 2005. I live in Hammond now, but frequent New Orleans what I deem to be wa...
Seeing Tommy at the high school reunion brought back memories. He hadn't been my first boyfriend, or even my most remembered, and far from my favorite, but he had played an important role in my life the summer after our senior year. Now I was divorced, and he was married with a couple of little kids. Married to Janet, a girl he'd known in high school. She'd...