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Sean King

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Sarah tapped her fingers against the desk, keeping her eyes on the clock. 2 more minutes. "This is important," her teacher said, pointing at the algebra on the board. Sarah couldn't care less. All that mattered to her was what was going to happen in one minute and thirty seconds.

Sarah impatiently drums her hand on her desk. The classroom is silent except for the slow droning of Mr. Low explaining the concept of derivatives. Her eyes swivel to the big glass windows on the far side of the classroom, holding her her breath as the clock zeros in “3…2…1”.

The bell finally rings. The time has come that she has been waiting for during the last anticipated six months. It was time to meet Brad. Her secret online dating lover!

She quickly collects her things and practically runs to the Cat Café. Brad said he'd be wearing a blue beanie. When she opens the café door, her heart skips a beat. The blue beanie is there. But the costumer wearing it looks nothing like Brad did in his dating profile.

Brad was honest about being a costumer, and costuming is essentially disguise. He was in disguise in the cat cafe, as he was in his dating profile picture, as he also was in his author photo on the back of his book. Sometimes he forgot his own face.

Waiting for the Blue Beanie

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Jacob Sherman

Jon Smith

Love is a beautiful thing. Share it at all costs.

Think about it. If someone needs love; you should give it to them! No one wants to live their life in misery! But sometimes... they don't know how to stop it.

Think about it. With great power assumes great responsibility. Didn’t Superman’s dad say something like that?

There was no doubt about what had to be done. Looking at that great power that assumes this responsibility, I put it back in its case, threw it in the ocean, and ran.

I kept running and running, away from the ocean, to forget what I just did. Just throw it to the ocean! What a dumb idea! I look back for a moment and I realize one thing:

If life has taught me anything, it's that the ocean is great at keeping secrets. And guess what? So am I.

Now what secret, you may ask? Hah. Forget it. You’re not fooling me that easily. Dead bodies in the sea don’t speak, and do I.

The Love Of Death

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It’s been a long time, but I’m back again.

I was struggling to get dates. Men my age seem to go for younger girls and that was very frustrating. Why can't I get laid for once? Am I being too picky? Those are all questions I had until I had my plastic surgery.

I understood now. My face was... perfect. My hips... magnificent. No wonder men went for younger girls! Older ones were... ugly!

But I do not want to attract men. The scent of their cologne or lack of is pungent and the very thought of touching one gives me a headache. It’s better if I can naturally repel men with my very essence. With a huff, I walked into the clinic to ask for the perfect repellent.

The clinician nodded and said “I have just the thing.” Then she dyed my hair blue. It works with 95% effectiveness.

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