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marie-jay

@marie-jay

Welcome to the dark halls of my mind. Feel free to wander around!

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marie-jay
@marie-jay Jul 17, 2019, 7:55 PM UTC

The Vanishing Act (Part 2) - (Freewrite)

Part 1 When asked about her age, Grandma would say she felt like a 100 year old donkey, which never failed to make the kids laugh and run around making funny noises. She tried to explain she meant as…

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@marie-jay Jul 15, 2019, 10:49 PM UTC

The vanishing act (Freewrite)

Nobody knew how old Grandma was. Not even she. If you listened to her, she had been found by some gypsies wandering in a corn field when she was two or three, four at most. Grandpa, however, believed…

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@marie-jay Jul 14, 2019, 4:47 PM UTC

The other side of the wall

The rooster was going off again at 5 in the morning. It was time to do something to shut the damn bird up. He didn’t mind getting up early,the problem was all the creatures started stirring in their…

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@marie-jay Jul 11, 2019, 7:16 PM UTC

A new lease on life

Mr. Gaston had built a solid reputation for himself as the go-to guy. No matter the problem, he would sort it out for you. For a price, of course. A guy’s got to live, right? The man lying on the bed…

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@marie-jay Jul 4, 2019, 11:27 PM UTC

Bernadette’s Corner (freewrite)

It was sort of a rite of passage, the first visit to the park, even though most of the kids in the area spent much of their childhood there, riding the iron horses with their washed-out featureless f…

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@marie-jay Jun 30, 2019, 4:35 PM UTC

Creepy-crawlies (Weekend freewrite)

The sound had finally moved away from him. The loud unmistakable thump that made the floorboard squeak made it clear it wasn’t the creepy-crawlies this time. Strange how he’d forgotten about them for…

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@marie-jay Jun 15, 2019, 10:32 PM UTC

The Salesman (Weekend freewrite)

‘That's our motto, and if you can't abide by it, then you are not the type of person...’ ‘Don’t worry, Mr.D, nobody’s ever called me lazy’, Michael Green interrupted, sitting a bit straighter in his…

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@marie-jay Jun 12, 2019, 5:02 PM UTC

The punching game (Freewrite)

The boy never makes a sound. He sits perfectly still on the on the rickety chair, with it’s moth-eaten fake velvet. Green and stained. Not that it matters, for the boy sits in the dark, with just the…

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@marie-jay Jun 4, 2019, 10:34 PM UTC

Lost kitty (Freewrite)

Mommy said she’d be watching from the window, like she always says. She’d been saying that for years and Maddie believed her for a while, and she’d always made sure to be playing in plain view, so Mo…

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@marie-jay May 26, 2019, 12:02 AM UTC

Fabian and Flora (Weekend freewrite)

There were snakes in the old stone place, but the grass grew so green and so tall, you hardly ever so them crawling at your feet. And Flora had learned not to be afraid of them, because Fabian told h…

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