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The precinct buzzed with the frantic energy of a hive under attack, phones ringing, voices overlapping in a symphony of urgency. I stood in the eye of the storm, my gaze locked on the incident board, a map of the city scarred with colored pins marking crime scenes. My city. My case. My promotion on the line. "Poppy, you've been at it for 36 hours straight," my partner, Mike, leaned against the desk, his face etched with concern. "Go home, get some sleep." I shot him a glare that could freeze lava.…
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7.1 K • Ongoing
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I stood there for a moment, just breathing in the stale air of Scarlet's room, feeling the weight of my new reality pressing down on me. This wasn't just a room; it was a crypt, a mausoleum where the remnants of a girl's life lay scattered like forgotten relics. And I was the unwilling archaeologist tasked with sifting through the ruins. Methodically, I began to explore the space. The room was a canvas of teenage rebellion and hidden depths. Band posters adorned the walls, their edges curling away from…
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7.1 K • Ongoing
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The hallway stretched before me, a narrow river of faded linoleum teeming with a familiar species of adolescent angst. Lockers, adorned with a palette of bright stickers and Sharpie-drawn graffiti, stood along the banks, their metallic doors slamming shut like the jaws of indifferent beasts. I was back in high school. I never dreamed in my worst nightmares that I would be back as a student in one. I clutched my books tighter to my chest, a makeshift shield against the curious and indifferent glances cast…
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7.1 K • Ongoing
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“Come on, class! Take your seats. We will start your final exam in ten minutes!” Professor Ludwig shouted over the noise. Students were scattered throughout the classroom, talking to their friends. Professor Ludwig left the classroom probably to get Headmaster Brightwen. The Headmaster was obsessed with divination and always tended to join each class’ final exams. The rumor was that the Headmaster attended to see that if any vision came about, he would be there to witness it. There were many theories…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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Closing my textbook, I sat back in my chair with a sigh. I was finally done with my final paper. I’m so glad the professor opted to have us write a paper instead of an exam, even a practical exam. Just theory on an original spell. I chose a spell that, in theory, will be a great asset to researchers. Having the ability to transfer handwritten notes and older books into a digital format for easier archives. Since laptops aren’t allowed during class, I was sick of always typing the things I had already…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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“Do you have a question you’d like answered?” I asked, kind of half hoping he did so I didn’t have to guess the topic, while the other half of me hoped he didn’t so I didn’t get an impossible question to completely bullshit. His eyes zeroed in on me, and he was quick to put his face back behind his professional mask, giving me a small smile, and shaking his head. “No, please do any kind of reading you find appropriate.” I smiled back at him and gave a single nod. I took another deep…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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Nick closed the door behind him, and I wrung my hands because I couldn’t contain my energy. I grabbed my arm in irritation. He doesn’t face me right away; instead, he stares at the closed door. A pregnant moment birthed the worst moment of my life. “I can’t do this anymore.” He can’t do this anymore? I knew this moment was coming. It was the last few weeks before the end of the year. We had discussed this day since the beginning but I thought I had time. I thought we had time. I swallowed…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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