Memoirs of Dreamers



Blood Relations

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August 18th 2014  |  0  |  Category: Suspense , Thriller  |  Author: John  |  986 views

Putting your hand into a garbage disposal is about as brassy as modern day life gets, picking and poking with soft, vulnerable fingers around the steel teeth designed to grind bone and gristle in seconds. For whatever reason, it didn’t bother Ian Ogelvy at all. Being an electrical current away from bloodshed and disfigurement was actually invigorating, although he would never admit it out loud. This was the suburbs. “Babe, let me get a plumber,” called his wife Karen from another room. “Thanks, Hon, but I’ve got it.” And one …

 

High Time For Revenge

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August 14th 2014  |  0  |  Category: Fiction , Suspense  |  Author: Mitch  |  868 views

He was wounded just before the end of the war. He didn’t feel like a hero despite the medals that were pinned to his chest. What kind of hero is it that participates in the killing of his fellow man? So what if the other side wore a different color uniform than he? Still less heroic, he felt, was that only a coward walks away (he didn’t walk away; the medics found him just barely alive and carried him to an ambulance) when all his comrades have been slaughtered. “Why …

 

Dark Soul

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July 28th 2014  |  0  |  Category: Horror , Suspense  |  Author: John  |  1369 views

“I was paralyzed. It was as if I’d been duct taped to the mattress. All I could do was tilt my head up. I watched the shadow…thing, came out of the closet. It was a black, vapory figure like a man covered in smoke. I’m not religious, but it made me think of a dark soul. It didn’t actually walk, but glided, not like some cartoon ghost, but like…smoke or fog, rolling over the floor. It came close to me, then backed up, as if it was harassing me. And …

 

Grey Smoke

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July 25th 2014  |  0  |  Category: Drama , Fiction , Horror , Thriller , Tragedy  |  Author: Joe  |  1258 views

GREY SMOKE “He must be killed! He’s become so emaciated; I can barely stand to look at him. But I also don’t want to make him suffer anymore. He must be killed. And soon!” “I am sure it’s inevitable, Mr. Grey.” Linder replied, “It’s not your fault things got this out of hand.” Mr. Grey opened an old iron gate leading into his estate. It creaked as it closed itself behind the two gentlemen. Mr. Grey was dressed to the nines in a blue pin-stripe suit. Everything about his was …

 

Sharkey: The Fish Stall

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July 23rd 2014  |  0  |  Category: Comedy , Fiction , Other  |  Author: Daryl  |  1314 views

“So fresh ye can still smell the fear of god in them when they were caught!” bellowed Sharkey, his hands brandishing a fish and thrusting it forwards at people at random intervals. He hadn’t sold one fish yet, and Cathal had given him until 5 o’clock to sell the whole lot. It was now one o’clock and Sharkey was starting to worry. His attempt at singling out people in the crowd to sell them hadn’t gone well either. “Liam, these fish are so full of flavour you won’t taste your …

 

Farewell Part6

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July 22nd 2014  |  3  |  Category: Drama , Fiction , Romantic Love  |  Author:  |  2120 views

“Well, you mean that ‘That woman’ writes the novel on the assumption that Akihiko surely reads it. In addition, it is the novel that Akihiko is a main character!” Mitsuru said. In the afternoon, Takanobu talked with Mitsuru at the cafeteria in their office building at Shanghai. Because Mitsuru’s voice loudly sounded, Takanobu looked around them in spite of himself. Takanobu and Mitsuru talked in Japanese language, so most of their coworkers would not understand their conversation if they were near Takanobu and Mitsuru. But, Takanobu was worried that Akihiko …

 

Home Is Where The Captor Is

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July 21st 2014  |  0  |  Category: Fiction , Suspense  |  Author: M. Newman  |  2378 views

Home Is Where The Captor Is by M. Newman “Ok, Mother. Have a great time.” Patricia Smart did her best to hide her disappointment. She’d been looking forward to her upcoming visit with her mom during spring break but now she was being told that it was not to be. Actually she was kind of used to these little letdowns. Greta Smart was a beautiful woman who looked to be barely half her forty-five years of age. Patty absolutely glowed whenever it was said that she looked a lot like …

 

The Postman Didn’t Even Ring Once

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July 18th 2014  |  1  |  Category: Other , Suspense , Thriller  |  Author: M. Newman  |  2950 views

Miles Akers barely glanced at the Army recruiting office on 8th Avenue as he headed towards the boarding house on West 49th Street… a residence which he expected to call home for the foreseeable future. He hardly noticed the small group of picketing protesters shouting anti-LBJ chants who were gathered outside the small storefront that housed the recruiters and had a picture of Uncle Sam in its window. He also paid no attention to the abundance of derelicts scattered along the streets of New York City’s Hell’s Kitchen. He had …