05. Humans Can Lick, Too

*Contains partial nudity*

Oh yeah, we’re still here, I grunted as I slipped Roland’s arm from around my waist and pulled up into a seated position. I’d hoped that everything that happened over the last 48-hours was all some bad dream but it seems I was so far from the truth it wasn’t funny. When Ro told me Knox wanted him to go with him on a camping trip I nearly died laughing. A camping trip? I asked him how many black people he knew that went camping and waited as he tried to think of any. It wasn’t my first choice for a break but I’d go anywhere for my man.

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04. Lights Out

“Come on Julie it’s only for a few hours, it’s not like I’m kicking you out for the rest of the night!” Amy pleaded with sad eyes as her roommate sat studying at her desk. She’d been gushing all morning long about how her boyfriend Craig was coming down from New York to spend some time with her and that she wanted to be alone with him in their dorm room. 

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03. The Clown Statue

It’s now or never, I finally told myself as I unzipped my sleeping bag and poked my head out of my tent. I’d been putting it off for as long as I could, not wanting to leave the warmth of my covers but my bladder was about ready to explode. The smell of the burnt maple wood was crisp as it saturated the autumn air. Nice choice for firewood, I smiled as I thought about Abby. It was pretty pathetic none of the guys thought to do the heavy lifting or bothered to go with her when she said. Had I heard her earlier she would have never had to chop that wood herself.

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02. Carmen Winstead

*Contains partial nudity*

“They pushed her down a sewer.
They laughed as she fell.
They told the police it was an accident,
and believed that all was well.”

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01. The Hook Man

*Author's note: Important information for story Point-of-View can be found here.*

Another rainy day, I thought to myself as I sat watching the water streak down my bedroom window for the third week in a row. It seemed to rain all the time in Fremont regardless of season. They say it’s one of the few things this town is known for and had I known that little fact before applying to West Valley Tech I’d have quickly withdrawn my financial aid. I checked my bags one last time as I waited for my best friend Jemma to come and pick me up.

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