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Mrs. Goodman, a weary kindergarten teacher, faces chaos in her classroom as students exhibit alarming behavior post-pandemic. While barricaded in a closet, she contemplates her impending retirement without her late husband. The escalating violence results in a terrifying encounter with a former student, leading her to confront her deep-seated anxieties and fears of societal decline.
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BDSM plus a dinner date? What could possibly go wrong? Find out in this strange, romantic, and comedic story crafted to great effect!
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Nika C. Beamon, a professional news writer and author, began her writing journey after an illness pushed her to reflect on life choices. She draws inspiration from real experiences and people. Despite challenges like time management and rejection, she considers herself successful and aims for broader reach with her work.
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Maisen A. Hill’s work exemplifies “Trance Lyricism,” blending music and profound thought in rhythmic, emotional poetry. He explores identity, reality, and metaphors while inviting readers into a meditative experience. His unique language vibrates with layered meanings and spiritual undertones, transcending traditional poetry to evoke a deep understanding and connection.
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On a bustling Christmas Eve, a grief-stricken man visits his son’s grave, carrying a solitary rose. As snow falls, he reflects on his loss, believing he failed his son. Unexpectedly, the spirit of his boy appears, bringing comfort and reminding him of the eternal bond of love and faith. The man finds solace, realizing that…
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The narrator reflects on a past relationship while retrieving her watch from an ex. Despite intentions for closure, her emotions resurface, leading to a bittersweet farewell. As she grapples with lingering feelings and the realization of love lost, she finds herself emotionally vulnerable, confronting unexpected heartache after their final encounter.
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Trauma has a way of changing people for the worse. Add that to a culture that told you to tough it up even if it literally cost you your arm. . .
