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WACKY HOUSE

                                                                                                                       Every day I walk close to a house in my neighborhood who give me the creeps.   It was makes out of brick stone with tinted glasses, a chimney, and a big wooden door.  The trash and tall grass-covered the front yard.   The gate produces out of steel was rusted all dangling from…

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The Forest

Deep within the forest, a human-like creature lurked; preying on all the animals, he could put his claws on.  At night when the moon is the fullest, the predator moved thru the bushes looking for an unaware quarry to satisfy his enormous appetite.  When he came out of his lair, the nocturnal dwellers stay home afraid of what might happen to them if they come face to face with the king of the…

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The Forest

Deep within the forest, a human-like creature lurked; preying on all the animals, he could put his claws on.  At night when the moon is the fullest, the predator moved thru the bushes looking for an unaware quarry to satisfy his enormous appetite.  When he came out of his lair, the nocturnal dwellers stay home afraid of what might happen to them if they come face to face with the king of the…

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To the despairing writer — M.C. Tuggle, Writer “If you only write one book in your whole life, and only sell 600 copies or less, nonetheless, I assure you, I solemnly assure you, that this book will be someone’s absolutely favorite book of all time, and it will come to him on some dark day and give him sunlight, and open his eyes […] via To the despairing writer — M.C. Tuggle, Writer

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When Bloggers Leave… — witchlike I was dismayed this week to discover that one of my favorite bloggers, HocusPocus13, a.k.a. “Jinx” has left the building.

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Learn Fun Facts’ Blog Party: Share Your Blog Here (July 2018) — Learn Fun Facts This is another edition of LearnFun Facts’ Blog Party. If you want to promote your blog or post, this is a great place to do so.

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Life

Life is something God gives us, and we have to live it the best way we can 'till he decides it's time for us to move on.

  The life of us human isn’t easy. On our way to adulthood, we go thru a lot of different stages. During our toddler years, its beautiful everything is done for you. All you have to do is sleep, eat, smile, and giggle for the amusement of you parents and relative. That’s if you’re born to a loving family, it isn’t always the case, and it’s a shame that some us have to go thru a difficult time at…

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Life

  The life of us human isn’t easy. On our way to adulthood, we go thru a lot of different stages. During our toddler years, its beautiful everything is done for you. All you have to do is sleep, eat, smile, and giggle for the amusement of you parents and relative. That’s if you’re born to a loving family, it isn’t always the case, and it’s a shame that some us have to go thru a difficult time at…

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Moonless Psycho

I wrote a short story called Moonless Psycho. It is a four-part story. To understand it, you have to start at the beginning, but because I didn’t publish them in order people have read one or two chapter. If you come across the story, I recommend you to start at the beginning and continue the sequence the way it was meant to be.  I hope you like it. Thank you.

Author; Melito Santos

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Moonless Psycho

I wrote a short story called Moonless Psycho. It is a four-part story. To understand it, you have to start at the beginning, but because I didn’t publish them in order people have read one or two chapter. If you come across the story, I recommend you to start at the beginning and continue the sequence the way it was meant to be.  I hope you like it. Thank you.

Author; Melito Santos

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The Devil's Creek

The Devil’s Creek

“I went to the tributary of the Crazy River looking for a missing tourist,” Ronald told his friend.

“Did you find any clue that can lead us to where he went?” His friend Omar asks.

“No, I saw footprints of wild animals like lynx, bears, and monkeys, but not humans.”

“You’re nuts people disappear in that part of the river.”

“Yes, I know those non-sense stories the local tell to whoever listens.”

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The Devil's Creek

The Devil’s Creek

        “I went to the tributary of the Crazy River looking for a missing tourist,” Ronald told his friend.

“Did you find any clue that can lead us to where he went?” His friend Omar asks.

“No, I saw footprints of wild animals like lynx, bears, and monkeys, but not humans.”

“You’re nuts people disappear in that part of the river.”

“Yes, I know those non-sense stories the local tell to whoever…

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The Red Rose

I hope you like it.

Every day a fresh red rose appeared on the tombstone; nobody knew who brought it or when the flower was left there. A passage was written on the gravestone;  a beautiful Latin name, Rosa Maria  Alvarez, a loving wife, and mother RIP. Carlos, the dead woman’s husband was intrigued by the beautiful roses left on her deceased wife’s resting place. He asks the cemetery caretaker, “Have you seen who…

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The Red Rose

Every day a fresh red rose appeared on the tombstone; nobody knew who brought it or when the flower was left there. A passage was written on the gravestone;  a beautiful Latin name, Rosa Maria  Alvarez, a loving wife, and mother RIP. Carlos, the dead woman’s husband was intrigued by the beautiful roses left on her deceased wife’s resting place. He asks the cemetery caretaker, “Have you seen who…

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The Hunters VS The Preys

The Hunters VS The Preys

The man in the underground lair cry for help, but no-one could hear him.  He yelled all night long until exhaustion got hold of him.  He didn’t know how long has passed since the wicked beast knock him unconscious and drag him to that hell hole.  The stench was unbearable.  The putrefied smell of the previews victim’s bodies lingers in the small cavern.  He had a hard time breathing; a sunlight…

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The Hunters VS The Preys

The Hunters VS The Preys

The man in the underground lair cry for help, but no-one could hear him.  He yelled all night long until exhaustion got hold of him.  He didn’t know how long has passed since the wicked beast knock him unconscious and drag him to that hell hole.  The stench was unbearable.  The putrefied smell of the previews victim’s bodies lingers in the small cavern.  He had a hard time breathing; a sunlight…

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THE PLATEAU

This an old poem I wrote that I like very much. I hope you like it.

Up in the mountain is a plateau with lovely flowers all year long. In different form and color, they come to decorate the land above. Butterflies dance a beautiful ball showing their color and form. Exquisite abstract design on their wing they have for the joy of the passerby.

 Rabbits run around looking for food in the flat land; always on the lookout for the hungry lynx who’s hiding in the…