Flutterscribe Story 60/1001
Story 60/1001
“Did you really have to steal that?” Gemma looked at her brother. “What would you do with that thing, anyway?”
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Mystery
Flutterscribe Story 55/1001
Story 55/1001
Clement watched the old professor pour three liquids into the small bowl. The color of the liquid was now gradient, ranging from dark purple to pale blue. He smiled, trying to touch the bowl, but a wrinkly hand slapped his.
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Story 52/1001
“Dave, I just got something weird.” Leonard said, opening his e-mail.
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Story 40/1001
Lena stared at the man in front of her, a man she thought she knew. Caleb carefully approached her, like just one wrong move could break the illusion of a perfect relationship.
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Story 39/1001
My mom guided us through the woods. It is a path we take every month. And every month I see less reasons as to why I should be a part of it.
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Story 33/1001
My hands shivered. This can’t be right. It’s only been ten years – the resources should last for another twenty, at least. And by that time, we should be able to gather many new ones.
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Story 31/1001
Malik entered the long driveway of an abandoned mansion. This wasn’t his first time here. He already knew where he had to park, who he had to call, what he had to say.
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Story 30/1001
“I trust you will see just how different today’s youth is.” Markus said, pointing to steel doors a few meters away.
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Story 28/1001
The five of them looked at each other. Students around them were covered in red masks and black robes.
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Story 25/1001
Eliseo watched as his sister paced the room. Her posture changed from elegant, graceful one, into concerned, slightly slouched one. She was biting her nails, just like she did as a little girl.
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