Umlaut

My Stories

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  • 3600 words, 3 comments, October 17, 2005. In 200-1500 lines, Young adult
  • Hear how the drums tear out your soul, little one.  Do you even know why you were born into this family?  It is a strange thing, the soul.  It thinks it knows wh
    700 words, 3 comments, September 22, 2005. In <200 lines, Horror
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    I used to be white.  We had to be white.  If we wanted good schools, good friends, good clothes— we had to be white.  To be white was everything.  If
    1100 words, 1 comment, September 21, 2005. In <200 lines, Other
  • But of course no one knew why I hated the girl.  No one could guess the loathing, the detestation I felt for her.  This child-- she was deadly without knowing it. &nb
    1100 words, 12 comments, August 17, 2005. In <200 lines, Horror

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