Blood Rush (A Short Story by Guest Author Tessa Lee Carr)

We shared our first kiss under the cherry blossom tree. It was perfect, like a scene from the movies. I stared into her eyes and brushed her soft hair from her delicate face. I saw the blood rush to her cheeks and imagined what it would be like to feel her soft skin. Her scent

A Trip Through the Woods (100 Word Stories)

There was little left of our party when the fire went out and shadows became only darkness. When the whispers got loud and the laughter faded. The music we played became a drone, an echo bouncing through the oak, the maple and pine; till all was silence. Just quiet. And quiet leads to madness. And

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