By Amanda Livingston The glass shattered. There was a roar of “Mazel tovs!” from the eagerly watching crowd as Jerry broke the glass underneath his…
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Amanda Livingston
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By Amanda Livingston Hi, I’m Taylor. Yes. Yes, I would love to! Yes, I can hang out Saturday night! I love horror movies. I’m free…
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She sat down on the bench in the subway station and rubbed at her calves. Traveling to the city had made her exhausted, and the…
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“One. Two. Three. Four. Five.” Annie’s fingers circled her soapy head over and over. She counted and whispered the numbers quietly, the hot shower water…
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She wasn’t sure what time it was. She was wearing a yellow dress. It must have been early in the day because her makeup was…