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The Neighbors
It was like an episode of The Twilight Zone were the man is running through the streets screaming: “Where is everybody?” I was home from work at five. I pulled into the driveway. My wife’s car was parked in its usual spot. My daughter’s Barbie Dream Car was parked on our brick patio walkway like…
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Missing Persons
It started as project suggestion for Miss Andrew’s second period math class. It was in an envelope without a return address. The first sentence caught her eye. I have a mystery for you. This was different. A mystery. Her hands began to shake, but she was not afraid. At least that is what she would…


