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Flasback – Mr Bell
As a child, all that Beauregard had was his books. He’d run away from the orphanage several times a week, and the police would always find the boy in the town’s library, huddled over huge volumes, because he simply loved to read. His name had come from a book. His mother could not read, but…
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Flashback – Dennis
I moved into his house, and he found me right away. I’d see him out of the corner of my eye at first, just a shadow, with nothing but his own eyes. He had soaring, silver eyes, large as saucers, and always watching. He’d watch me, and I’d watch him, neither of us moving, neither…
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Flashback – Safe and Sound
He tried to open the door, so I shot him. He staggered back, falling off of the ladder, his face frozen in horror, staring up at me, still and silent. I was alone. The scarlet stain spread across his once clean, white shirt, pooling on the floor around his body. He was dead. Nothing could…
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Flashback – Spaghetti Man
I used to call him Spaghetti Man. It sounds so silly, but I was only a kid. I couldn’t express what I was seeing, and so, he became Spaghetti Man. He was there every night, when I closed my eyes. I’d pray to dream of something else, holding my teddy bear tightly and wishing for…
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Flashback – Baby Face
There’s something wrong with my girlfriend. Don’t tell me that you don’t believe me, because nobody will believe me. I get it, but I don’t need to hear it. What I need is help. She hasn’t been the same since the farm. Something happened to her at the farm, and now, I don’t think anything…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 