Stories by Jcsketch82, by newest first

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  • Flash of light part 2, Red Dot’s
    “So these are his own words,”...“My mom is hysterical, my dad is screaming behind her. I can’t move, I can’t breath,"
    by Jcsketch82 800 words, on Nov 8 3:34 PM 2007
  • The Man in the White Coat (part 2)
    The man stood still for a moment, long enough for Dr. Adams to get used to the light. Time felt slow in that little room. Dr. Adams noticed the smell of urine, the not so white walls, then the very thin man in a lose striate jacket. / / This strang
    by Jcsketch82 200 words, 2 comments, on May 9 2:58 AM 2007
  • The Man In the White Coat (part 1)
    Two men stand looking through a small hole, a window into another world. A window into his world, the world of man in the white coat. The small padded room may not seem like much, but it his whole world. An infinite world that goes on forever, never stopp
    by Jcsketch82 200 words, 1 comment, on May 9 2:10 AM 2007
  • Flash of Light (part one)
    “Okay Doc I want you to tell us everything about that day.” The man across the table said to Dr. Alan Mc Phine as he slid a baby-blue fold
    by Jcsketch82 800 words, 1 comment, on Jul 13 9:01 PM 2006. In Fiction, Horror, Sci-fi, Short story
  • The Magician!!
    I , vaguely, remember everything about that night. It’s like it was yesterday and yet still a million miles away. The stars shown brightly
    by Jcsketch82 1700 words, 16 comments, on Nov 10 10:07 PM 2004. In Fantasy, Other
  • (Work In Prosess)
    As the moonlight danced like a strobe, Drakes soft grey eyes fell over his journal. His long black hair swayed gently as the cool night air swam through the empty box car. Drac
    by Jcsketch82 300 words, 8 comments, on Sep 30 3:49 AM 2004. In <200 lines, Horror
  • Butterflies
    It was a perfect starry night, the kind of night she only saw on the fount of the picture cards her dad sent her from France. Billie wasn’
    by Jcsketch82 1200 words, 7 comments, on Sep 27 10:54 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Horror, Humor
  • Superstition
    The park was cold and dark. It was a friday night and the shimmering moon was full. "Stood up again!" That’s why I was here. That’s why I was walking and that’s when
    by Jcsketch82 100 words, 10 comments, on Sep 13 12:16 AM 2004. In <200 lines, Other
  • The Death of A Poet
    Angie, my dear Angie,
    How I've love you, love the thoughts of my fingers running through your scarlet meets raven hair. I love how it al
    by Jcsketch82 500 words, 13 comments, on Sep 5 7:48 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Depression
  • Two Warriors
    The crimson moon shines red
    as a sea of grass unfolds
    by Jcsketch82 600 words, 5 comments, on Jul 6 4:47 PM 2004. In 200-1500 lines, Other
  • The Demon, Chapter 1 (work in progress)
    by Jcsketch82 1600 words, 7 comments, on Apr 27 8:52 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Adult, Fantasy, Horror
  • Is This Real ?
    Her eyes where dark and mysterious with a kind of light I had never seen. Her long dark hair fell around the corner of these eyes, in whic
    by Jcsketch82 300 words, 29 comments, on Apr 20 4:13 AM 2004. In Inspirational
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