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Anonymous. Short story. The old house had always been a source of fascination for the locals. It was said that it was cursed, that anyone who entered the house would never return. But Ashlyn didn’t believe in curses. She was determined to explore the house, no matter what the consequences. Ashlyn had always been interested…
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By Melinda Jiang, ’24 Serious, severe, and fast-paced, Nyss was always on the move. She needed to be.The heel of her boots clicked against the concrete in perfect rhythm. Click, clack, click, clack.There was no stopping, no going back, and no time for cowardice or second-guessing.The world behind only contained jail cells and dead ends.…
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