He opened his briefcase to look through the journals. He started to read through them. He could recognize his brother’s handwriting on some of them but not all of them. “Could it be. It can’t be! I must be spending too much time with my work that I’m seeing my own memories are getting mixed…
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When The Water Falls, The Cookie Crumbles
I look over in the dead of night. The room was kissed from the streetlamp outside. There is a hand reaching up the side of my crib. I cannot move. It does not look familiar. It is black and inhuman, and as it reaches the top, I muster up enough energy to let out a…
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