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FRIDAY FICTION: The Game | #FreeRead

The Game Betty raised her arm, brightly coloured ball in hand and hurled it at the stack of cans on the pedestal. She missed. “Fuck!” All heads turned in her direction, but Betty didn’t care. She’d been trying to win a silly purple stuffed monkey since earlier in the day. Handing over another wad of… Continue reading FRIDAY FICTION: The Game | #FreeRead

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FRIDAY FICTION: Never Saw It Coming… | #FreeFiction

Never Saw It Coming… Was it wrong to imagine that infernal can being driven deep into his forehead? I don’t think I can fucking take it anymore! All that infuriating sipping, the sucking of the last drop; it was enough to drive a woman to drink. But never from a can… Ever! Why won’t he… Continue reading FRIDAY FICTION: Never Saw It Coming… | #FreeFiction

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FRIDAY FICTION: The Event | #FreeFiction

The Event They came from the sea, leaving evidence of their arrival in the sand. Millions, perhaps even billions of them in an organized display of power and existence across the beaches of the world. At first no one truly understood why they chose to reveal themselves to the human world, their existence having been… Continue reading FRIDAY FICTION: The Event | #FreeFiction

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FRIDAY FICTION: Zukunft | #FreeFiction

Zukunft August 4th, 1942 Today is the day. I shall be making medical history doing something that has yet to be done before. How all of my peers scoffed at me, telling me what I envisioned cannot be done. I shall show them, the fools! Sometimes if you want to create something new and unique,… Continue reading FRIDAY FICTION: Zukunft | #FreeFiction

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FRIDAY FICTION: The Run | #FreeFiction

The Run Buds in ears, music cranked, I start my morning run through the park. The ground is slick; it must have rained last night. No problem, I’m not concerned—I’ve done the run thousands of times before without any problems. I know where all of the muddy parts will be. I just need to remember… Continue reading FRIDAY FICTION: The Run | #FreeFiction

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FRIDAY FICTION: The Microwave Tower | #FreeFiction

The Microwave Tower I must have passed the same tower every day for the last thirty years. It stood so tall and yet, it blended so seamlessly into the background. I knew it was there, but it didn’t register as anything other than part of the scenic backdrop to my focussed world. That was until… Continue reading FRIDAY FICTION: The Microwave Tower | #FreeFiction

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FRIDAY FICTION: The Itch | #FreeFiction #Horror #Humour

The Itch It started as an itch. Just above his appendectomy scar. A niggle akin to a tickle, then a full-fledged insistence. Powerless to control the urge, Scott raked his jagged fingernails like scythes over the spot. The more he scratched, the more persistent the urge became. Like an addict, he continued to collect his… Continue reading FRIDAY FICTION: The Itch | #FreeFiction #Horror #Humour