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Flash Fiction Friday: No Trespassing

No Trespassing. Mary Ann read the words allowed as she and her three friends stood on the sidewalk outside the abandoned, dilapidated Cape Cod. “So, the old witch finally died,” Sammy said. At thirteen, he was the oldest of the group. Sarah crossed her arms. “Oh posh, Sammy. She was just an old lady. Weirdly… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: No Trespassing

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Flash Fiction: The Woman in the Mirror

There's an old lady staring at me. I've tried to ignore her, but each time I glance out the corner of my eye, I see her staring. Watching. Planning something behind those hollow eyes. So I don't look. The room is strange. White and sterile with a scent of something stringent. It must be a… Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Woman in the Mirror