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Peanut Butter

15 stories written on Ficly, 2009, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com

  1. Storytime

    “Grandfather! Grandfather!” From seemingly thin air two freshly scrubbed children appeared, pink and glistening, to swarm about an old man. He snatched the…

    Jul 27, 2009

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    Jul 16, 2009

  3. Seeing the Oracle

    For a moment, when I saw her, I froze. Then looking quickly at my feet, so I couldn’t stare, I mumbled a greeting. “Welcome,” her voice was musical, sweet…

    Jul 11, 2009 prequel

  4. Malfunctioning

    “Hello my name is--Hello my name is--Hello my name--name--name--is--is--is” Leon sighed heavily, squeezing the intersection of his eyes and nose with his…

    Jul 11, 2009 (5)

  5. Dear God, From the Martians

    Dear God, Can you please do something about that planet earth next door to us? They are so freaking loud ALL THE TIME. We haven’t been able to get any sleep…

    Jul 10, 2009 sequel (1)

  6. Searching for the Ferryman

    Where the mountain side and river meet there’s a fissure in the rock and the river disappears deep into the belly of the earth. It was right by that fissure…

    Jul 10, 2009 (5)

  7. The Girl

    Her lips lock with mine, I wonder how far she’ll go... I awake too soon.

    Jul 10, 2009 (3)

  8. The Troll

    It lived in the alley behind the pizza place, way in the back where the sun can’t reach no matter how hard it stretches. Even Bud won’t go there, no matter how…

    Jul 9, 2009 (7)

  9. Death

    Life hurts, I just wish I had known death was worse.............

    Jul 9, 2009

  10. The Last Time

    “You could die you know.” It’s the first thing they always say, when they find out. “Every time you do it, you could die, just like that. You wouldn’t even see…

    Jul 9, 2009

  11. The Boy

    He beat on the lump of dough. Knead it Momma said. Knead it. Like this. It felt bright beneath his hands. The dough was white. His hands looked dirty. His…

    Jul 2, 2009

  12. Setting Hearts on Fire

    My mouth still tastes like cherries. Standing under too-bright lights in a gas station store so quiet I can hear them humming, my eyes slowly slide over…

    Jul 2, 2009

  13. Child Lost

    His fingers caress my thigh His lips my cheek I want to cry.

    Jul 2, 2009 (6)

  14. Power Outage

    Perching on the edge of the bathtub, I stare down into the flame of the thick, squat candle until my eyes burn and water. I’m fascinated. Fascinated by the…

    Jul 2, 2009

  15. Fae

    I stare. Every inch of my body screams at me to look away before she catches me, but it’s as though I’ve been seduced by the siren’s song. She’s so beautiful…

    Jun 30, 2009 (4)