Short Stories

Pamela7: Get Rid of It

To Get Rid of Addictions Remove what enters me That I cannot see That devours me And what I crave…

10 years ago

Pamela6: Go Get It

Pamela had to face the naked truth. Her life had changed drastically after casting the second follow me spell. It…

10 years ago

Pamela5: Switch

“I need to call in sick tomorrow. Pass me the phone.” The couch smelled like sweat. There appeared some vomit…

10 years ago

Pamela4: Bing

It was terrible. Every second she would look at her cell phone. Her cousin, Judy, had called and wanted to…

10 years ago

Pamela3: Follow Me

The translation read… “Of the mother of two One goes with you The other one picks from The latest to…

10 years ago

Pamela2: Destiny

The whispers were faint. She had grabbed her sheets, tossing and turning trying to pull her way out. “Door. The…

10 years ago

Pamela1: The Rubbage

Pamela was brisk. She quickly walked down the alley, paying attention not to trip. The debris was all over. There…

10 years ago

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