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		<title>The Heat Pyramid</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Oct 2024 16:00:02 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Some things you see, you can’t unsee, no matter how hard you try. I’ve spent months replaying that afternoon in my head, asking myself if it was even real. But every time I close my eyes, I remember Donovan—what happened to him. How fast it...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Uncle Scratch</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2020 16:00:37 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Daddy, why is mommy so cold?” She was dead. Maurice knew that much, but why was she so cold? His father, a stout man named Gregory, was silent. Everyone knows we die. Not even children deny it. Yet knowing a fact and believing it are...]]></description>
		
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		<title>There&#8217;s a Boy on My Bus That Smells of Death</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Jun 2020 16:00:17 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I have been doing this for many years. Sure I have changed schools a couple of times, had to even move states to help with my wife’s elderly parents. But I have always viewed the kids on my bus as an extension of my family....]]></description>
		
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		<title>Wolves</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2020 16:00:40 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[James was an eight-year-old boy with the heart of a dog and the energy of a hummingbird. His mother died when he was only five, so he lived with his grandmother, Babcia. They were very poor: their house was a tiny, dilapidated thing, with a...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Teke Teke</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2020 16:00:26 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The boy hated the nights when his big brother snuck out. He would stare at the empty bed in the bedroom they shared, under the large open window in the eave. Through there, every now and again, he could hear the unmistakable metal thuds of...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Sire</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2020 17:05:42 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I keep hearing them crackling; I can’t see them, but I hear them. At first, I thought it was just a distant wolf howling or my imagination playing up, but now I’m certain that they’re here — somewhere amid the trees — maybe watching me,...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Do Not Go Outside</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2020 15:00:32 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Do not go outside! Ignore all cries for help, no matter how human they sound!” shouted Alex’s dad. He pulled the cellar door over and paused to look back. “And lock this door behind me.” The door slammed shut. Alex locked it, walked down the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>A Gift From Below</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2020 16:00:56 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Tom Strand had to pee. Sixty-four ounces of gas station root beer sloshed in his gut, disrupting the constant thoughts of his mother. The problem was Tom hadn’t seen a rest stop for nearly an hour, and dusk was beginning to settle over the Louisiana...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Tapdance</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 2020 16:00:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[From the moment she learned to walk, little Myrtle dreamed of becoming a tap dancer. She would totter through the house, her chubby bare feet slapping arrhythmically on the hardwood, her squeaky voice calling out “Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!” like tap shoes on a stage. When her second-grade...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Spacegirl</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 25 Apr 2020 16:00:46 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[We called her Spacegirl. Her real name was Megan Daniels, but nobody actually called her that. She’d been Spacegirl since Grade 2. She was the kind of kid who stuck out in the crowd with her long red hair, ghostly pale skin and Coke bottle...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Legend of Grinning Greg</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 20 Apr 2020 16:00:07 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Some said it was the moon’s glow that would hit the aged broken glass of the church’s upper lofts on certain nights. Others claimed it was merely their imagination&#8230; and a few like me said that they actually saw the mysterious floating smile of Grinning...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Girl the Universe Forgot</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Apr 2020 16:00:09 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The Mandela Effect. That phrase never meant anything to me. Spooky, I guess, but it wasn’t something I thought about for more than five minutes. I mean, honestly, until college, I didn’t even know what it was. I’m not one for conspiracy theories or ghost...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Childhood Memories</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2020 22:00:52 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I opened the back door to my house, without bothering to put shoes on, and walked towards the line of trees that stood at the entrance to the forest. It was summer and the warm breeze carried with it the smell of nature, thick and...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Did You Hear the Ice Cream Man Last Night?</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Apr 2020 16:00:07 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I used to think of Hell as a faraway place. For those of you out there who still hold that belief, this piece of my life is for you. Don’t ask me why I’m doing this; I’m honestly not sure. My therapist says writing about...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Nicky’s Ninth Door</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2020 16:00:35 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Walter was cool. Walter was tough. Walter was 13 years old. As the only teen on his block all the other kids that lived on Revenant Falls Lane were in awe of Walter. They were especially ravenous for the kinds of stories he could tell...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Best Investment</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2020 16:00:41 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Being the divorced father of a kid can be a challenging and rewarding job all on its own. Especially when you’re running your own major business. I’ll be honest, I never wanted to have kids in the first place, and the whole married thing was...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Huggy</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2020 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Holy shit!  Is that what I think it is?”  Brandon’s eyes widened into saucers and, despite being filled with an unabated rage towards his older brother just a few hours ago, Michael couldn’t help but smile and nod at the expected reaction.  Even with everything...]]></description>
		
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		<title>I Made a Monster Out of Clay</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Feb 2020 17:00:12 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My name is Mortimer Lipschitz. I know the name itself suggests otherwise, but I shit you not. That&#8217;s really my name. I used to wish it wasn&#8217;t. On all that&#8217;s holy, I wished it wasn&#8217;t. But I suppose that the name was never really the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Spring Flu</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Dec 2019 17:00:40 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The spring flu was been going around the school like usual, but some people were sicker than normal. They didn’t just have fever and headache – their faces were blotchy, their eyes bulged, and they all wheezed like they’d just run up 10 flights of...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Snow Day</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Dec 2019 17:00:34 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Jake Thomasson pulled the sleeve of his sweatshirt down, covering his hand, and wiped away the condensation from the window.  It was the third time he had done this in the past ten minutes, but he didn’t want to miss seeing if any cars drove...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Promise</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Sep 2019 16:00:29 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The anniversary of Layne’s death wasn’t for another three days, but when “Cochise” came on the radio as I approached that curve, I took it as a sign. Layne’s favorite song. I pressed the gas and shifted gears as Chris Cornell began to wail. The...]]></description>
		
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2018 06:00:48 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Kevin felt the all the air leave his lungs; somehow every time it happened it caught him off-guard.  He had been going to school with Aria May Pearson for nearly four years now so it wasn’t like this was the first time he had ever...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Dismal Maw</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Apr 2017 05:00:55 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Fuck you!” Nathan Keene screamed at his grandmother. Her quivering lip stiffened and sucked in a gasp. The widening sclera of her aged vision looked as though they’d pop out of her skull. With all the strength his little hands could summon, Nathan slammed the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Turn It Off</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Aug 2016 05:00:26 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I rested my arms behind my head, skim-reading the credits of a movie I’d just watched. After seeing them through about halfway, I lifted myself from the sofa and walked to the kitchen, stretching my arms out above me. I opened the fridge door and...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Man-Eater</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2012 06:00:33 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Richard Mayes had done well for himself.  He and his wife had raised three beautiful boys, and they owned the biggest farm for miles around.  No one had so many horses and sheep as he did.  Each day he watched over his hundreds of chickens,...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Staring Doll</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2012 06:00:13 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Heather was at her friend Jenny’s house one afternoon.  It was just after school and Jenny’s parents hadn’t arrived home from work yet.  It was just the two of them, and they were engrossed in a board game. Heather was having a good time, except...]]></description>
		
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		<title>God&#8217;s Attic</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2011 06:00:43 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The boy heard the soft tinkle of a bell as he entered the shop. It was cool and dark inside; not at all what he had expected. Scattered around the small store were all sorts of items. Everything from teddy bears to cuckoo clocks could...]]></description>
		
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		<title>1999</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 06:00:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“The year is nineteen-ninety-nine.” That sentence brings me back to my senior kindergarten class when I was five years old, where we used to read out the date on the blackboard every single day. The year 1999 exists as a stain in my mind, however,...]]></description>
		
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