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Sasha Greenwood wrote about the word console 2 years ago
He watched his daughter, her Easter dress ragged, as she wept on the grass. No doubt a patch of green grass stains were beginning to appear on the fabric where her knees were pressing on the lawn. He was bewildered, and at a loss. What can you do when a child comes across their first [...]
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Sasha Greenwood wrote about the word eyeliner 2 years ago
He slopped the eyeliner messily on his lids. It looked frightful, but when he looked in the mirror he imagined himself as a sexy vampire. He went out, ragged and faded jeans, a dark shirt, and the dark eyeliner making dark circles around his eyes. The ladies weren’t as impressed, and found him to be [...]
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Sasha Greenwood wrote about the word camp 2 years ago
The fire cackled at them, growing larger every minute. One of the boys yelled out, “Grab a bucket and get some water!” But the fire had become enraged, especially on this particularly windy evening. It grew and spread to their tent. Something inside must have been flammable because it erupted with a big bang. Not [...]
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Sasha Greenwood wrote about the word chorus 2 years ago
The salesman erupted in laughter like a chorus of annoying crows. They had pronounced her name wrong, and were beginning to make fun of it again. But it wasn’t anything she hadn’t heard before. Seems like no one could at least produce an original mockery of her last name anymore.
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Sasha Greenwood wrote about the word deadbolt 2 years ago
Her parents were frightened creatures. They were wary of any little thing. They insisted on tinting their car windows for fear that strangers would peer inside. Often times they told her not to open the door, and it was always deadbolted when they were home. She could not count the number of times she had [...]
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Sasha Greenwood wrote about the word intersection 2 years, 1 month ago
Eve was at a strange intersection in her life. Before her lay two paths, but being decisive she couldn’t decide which one to take. It seemed no matter which road she chose, it would have only a dead end. Her predicament was an uneasy one, but, as with all intersections, one must not stand around [...]
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Sasha Greenwood wrote about the word puzzled 2 years, 1 month ago
She looked across the patio, having quite a puzzled look on her face. Her flowers had wilted over night, although there had been no winter freeze, and the April rains were on time. They should have been blooming and wonderful, colorful pinks and reds, blues and violets. Yet there they were, shriveled, dry, wilted.
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Sasha Greenwood wrote about the word iron 2 years, 1 month ago
She sat unsettled across from the older man. His figure hunched slightly, his face covered in hair. All she could make out was his beady dark eyes as they stared at her, hungrily. His hands trembled incessantly. He’s tasted too much blood, she thought to herself. And it was true, for as the man stared [...]
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Sasha Greenwood wrote about the word styrofoam 2 years, 1 month ago
They cluster together, pulled in by the currents. A mile long and deep slurp of plastics and materials, long since thrown away by naive strangers. Behold! Atop the murky mountain of trash lies a styrofoam cup. Solid, clean, as if it came straight out of the factory.
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Sasha Greenwood and
yetihk are now friends 2 years, 1 month ago
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