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  Memoriam: A Short Screenplay

  

  By BorderlineGenius777, Lewiston, ID

  Int: A grand Ballroom. There is a wedding reception. The guests chat or dance merrily all around the room. In the corner stands a man, alone, away from the others. He holds a drink, and he swirls it aimlessly, a look of unmarred loneliness on his face. He stands in stark contrast to the joy aroun...
• Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
  The Artist

  

  By BorderlineGenius777, Lewiston, ID

  If someone had looked through the window and into the lavish living room of the large house at the just right time, just as the lightning flashed, they would have been able to see him. In the cruel light, what at first was nothing more than the silhouette of a man slumped and sleeping in a chair was...
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  The Paradox

  

  By BorderlineGenius777, Lewiston, ID

  “Ladies and gentleman,” cried the large salesman on the outdoor stage, “Welcome to the 1962 annual Cherub County Fair!” The crowd cheered and clapped and whistled until the salesman held up his hands to hush them. He wore a tweed suit and bowler hat, and a cane was hanging from his ar...
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  Abducted...

  

  By BorderlineGenius777, Lewiston, ID

  I suffered through the worst ordeal anyone could ever experience, and look what it got me. An all expenses-paid trip to the Nuthouse, with a padded suite and a complimentary straight jacket. Will Malto, the crazy alien guy they called me. Even the other patients think I’m Nuckin Futs (at least the...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Zombie Poem

  

  By BorderlineGenius777, Lewiston, ID

  I watch the building burn through eyes that have seen so much pain these past four years. I feel the heat of the flames lick my face with their rough tongue, see the tendrils of smoke twirl into the black stain that is now our sky, another victim of the plague. Above, in the top floors, I see th...
• Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
  Ghost Car

  

  By BorderlineGenius777, Lewiston, ID

  A shadow was running the dark street, passing the black hulks of the many run-down buildings in the city of Lonnington. The occasional light of the streetlamps revealed the shadowy form to be a frightened Leroy Carson, carrying two large canvas bags in each of his black-gloved hands as the tail of h...
• Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
  Billy Thomas and His Aunt

  

  By BorderlineGenius777, Lewiston, ID

  Every Wednesday after school, Billy Thomas would always visit his great aunt Mildred. She lived in the house the local kids called “The President’s house”. If you asked why they called it that, nobody could answer you. Some might say “because it’s white” or “because it’s so big,” b...