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My life was very different once, before I started to move.
Of course, I've been moving since I was a fertilized egg. I moved into my mother's womb, and only stayed nine months.
That was one of the longer stays I've had in my lifetime. My childhood was the longest. Ten years in one place. Then my parents divorc
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They were called the Chained Seven. It was a story told to frighten little children, to keep them out of the forest and away from Donoby's Swamp. Behave, parents would say, or we'll leave you in the swamp for the Chained Seven. Don't stray too far from town; don't get lost in the woods, or the trapped ones might snare you and you'll join them in their watery tomb under the bog.
There was a real story behind the Chai
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Added by aquafortis on August 25, 2007 at 7:33am — 4 Comments
The cracked digital readout in the car's dash showed eight minutes thirty-one seconds to go. It wasn't a lot of time. Not when you had to sprint across the no-man's-land outside the compound, vault the eight-foot chain-link fence, etherize the watchman before he got off duty, slip into the supply building, throw food and antiseptic into a sack, and get back out and into the car before the next shift of the night watch showed up and raised the alarm.
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They told me not to go near it. The old barn at the bottom of the field wasn't a good place for children. I was fourteen, but small for my age. The hulking farmworkers and their tall, willowy wives assumed that I, with my small frame and pixie-like short hair, was much younger, since I was the height of the… Continue
Added by aquafortis on June 5, 2007 at 12:22am — 4 Comments
Ezra
"Huffin' and puffin' and blowin' your house down," Scott Mason said, grabbing a protruding part of the rock with his right hand and pulling himself up to the top of the boulder with sheer brute strength.
"Damn straight." We were all three of us out of breath. I was in the best shape, because I use the climbin
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