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Prime Time
Another work-related charity event for Tim to attend. And as always, it was hosted by the Mr. Perfect named Brend. Tim groaned, peeking up at the muted TV on the wall.
The Fall of the House of Usher
This is my commentary on a new show that is streaming. The title is the same as a movie from the 1960s with Vincent Price.
Andrea CorwinPublished 8 months ago in HorrorSuperman Within
Within us all, a hеro rеsidеs, A Supеrman, with powеrs to guidе. Hе's not clad in capе or tights, But in couragе and strеngth, hе fights.
Rhazan's PenPublished 8 months ago in PoetsMy Spy Notebook: Chronicles of the Dead Man Parking Lot
Like many childhoods, mine was tumultuous, a horrible home life where it was safer to stay away than go home to the emotional and physical abuse that awaited at the hands of my father.
Mary Louisa CappelliPublished 8 months ago in WritersPrenoctintoxicated
Noon Well, I guess a couple beers won't hurt. After all, the game's on in an hour, and the gang's all here, why not cop a buzz? No more than two, though. Got a whole twelve pack in the fridge, but I don't need to get carried away.
C. Rommial ButlerPublished 8 months ago in FictionWhy I Want to Live in Super Mario 64.
the way I titled this is kind of funny and me joking but when I was a kid and first got my Nintendo 64, Super Mario 64 was my favorite game to play. I found myself being good at playing it as well. Having been horrible at the other previous games .The title, nevertheless sums up how I felt about it, though the world of the game was so much more expansive for the effects were great. And each level or “board” as we used to say looked fun and It was. It wasn’t hard to imagine or want to be in this game when you have the imagination that I had as a kid. It was like you could go anywhere or do anything it was the first game I played on the 64 that made me feel that way.
Travis JohnsonPublished 8 months ago in GamersMy Own Hell
How long will it take for someone to take this outstretched hand? Hear the silent crying or see the cracks in the facade...
Regret
Regrets ~ We all have them Some more than others Some worse, some not so bad. ~ They all eat us alive just the same Like maggots on a rotting corpse
Tressa RosePublished 8 months ago in Poets