Category: If Walls Could Talk
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Fiction Friday – The Last House on the Left – If Walls Could Talk
The story I have to tell is creepy. Bad. It isn’t too late to leave the room. Come back next Friday and don’t witness the rest of this. I really don’t remember when I came to be. Some houses know from the day of wiring, when the lights come on for the first time that…
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Fiction Friday – If Walls Could Talk – Tree House
I began as some scrap board nailed together with big nails. I was a flimsy platform. The smaller kids got a few bigger kids from the neighborhood to help wedge some two by fours against my underside and the tree. I wasn’t very secure but the kids were having a great time putting me together.
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Fiction Friday – If Walls Could Talk – Bird House
He should have picked another kind of bird to study. Maybe crows who lived behind fast food places so they could gather a nonstop supply of fries would have been a good choice. I wonder if someone has studied the rate of heart attacks on city crows? If I could talk, I’d tell the kid…