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14 DAYS OF HORROR HALLOWEEN COUNTDOWN WHERE EVIL LURKS: THE MAN IN PLAID a horror novel by John D Bertucci 14 Days of Horror Day 6: The Reappearances of Lucius Today I tell you the part I didn't want to write. For years, I chased Lucius across oceans and islands — Jack's Eye, the jungle, places far from anything I called home. I told myself the war

14 DAYS OF HORROR HALLOWEEN COUNTDOWN WHERE EVIL LURKS: THE MAN IN PLAID a horror novel by John D Bertucci 14 Days of Horror Day 6: The Reappearances of Lucius Today I tell you the part I didn't want to write. For years, I chased Lucius across oceans and islands — Jack's Eye, the jungle, places far from anything I called home. I told myself the war

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BFFS THE ALEX'S DREAMS TRILOGY / CHAPTER 1 02 2. LATE ARRIVAL MATH x² + 3x - 4 = 0 (x + 4)(x - 1) = 0 x = -4, 1 LATE ARRIVAL “Here,” says Chris, just walking into class. ALEXANDER RUTHERFORD SWIPE 2 / 6

BFFS THE ALEX'S DREAMS TRILOGY / CHAPTER 1 02 2. LATE ARRIVAL MATH x² + 3x - 4 = 0 (x + 4)(x - 1) = 0 x = -4, 1 LATE ARRIVAL “Here,” says Chris, just walking into class. ALEXANDER RUTHERFORD SWIPE 2 / 6

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My best friend died 7 years ago. Today, his son called: "Can you help me fix my bike?" I asked, "How did you get my number?" He said, "Dad kept your photo by his bed with a note: 'If you ever need help and I'm not here, call him.' It's me... in another body." CocoFun Bring Laughter Into Your Life

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An old farmer writes to his son in prison; Dear son, this year I won't be able to plant potatoes because I can't dig the field by myself, I know if you were here, you would help me. The son writes back; Dad, don't even think of digging the field because that's where I buried the money I stole. The police read the letter and the next day the whole f

An old farmer writes to his son in prison; Dear son, this year I won't be able to plant potatoes because I can't dig the field by myself, I know if you were here, you would help me. The son writes back; Dad, don't even think of digging the field because that's where I buried the money I stole. The police read the letter and the next day the whole f

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there once was a person named "Giving" and Giving gave way too much because they loved people deeply, but nobody treated them as such. Giving started to feel empty. Giving had little left to give. And Giving started to feel like they would never fully live. Giving meant taking, but Giving didn't know how to let go. And Giving lost everything, but n

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When I was 18, at my first job,

When I was 18, at my first job,

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