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#20

Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else’s opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation. Oscar Wilde

How would the newspapers know?

A nice rainy day. I hear a cry,Then another,And then a bunch,Pouring in the distance. The rain.Must be hell for them.Some damned child must’ve diedIn the choked, clogged streets.It must be her motherWailingAnd her father too,And her younger sisterMust be busy sucking on her thumb,Too young to grasp what has happened. The noise stopped at … Continue reading How would the newspapers know?

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Continued from DISTURBED 7 A…watch? A beautiful charcoal black pocket-watch peeks from under the crimson cloth. You inch closer to take a better look. What you see horrifies you. You notice that the watch is dangerously similar to the one you saw in the video—the one that belonged to Rowan. Giving in to your curiosity, … Continue reading DISTURBED 8

#19

For a man to conquer himself is the noblest of all victories. PLATO

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Continued from DISTURBED 6 This is—what, a horror movie!? With squinted eyes, you glare at the little brown box. I need to move this somewhere else. You fetch your bat from under your bed, and with a swift motion, you flick the box away. *THUD* The package lands in the lawn, spilling its insides out. … Continue reading DISTURBED 7

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Continued from DISTURBED 5 *DING DONG* The loud noise startles you for a moment. You had been so engrossed in the videos that you lost track of the time and place. You stand up. It is almost evening. Who could it be at this time?  You wonder as you move towards the basement door.  With … Continue reading DISTURBED 6

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Continued from DISTURBED 4 *beep beep*REC: 04/01/2004—04:00 p.m. Hey! We’ve finally arrived! It took some extra time because my car suddenly broke down in the middle of the road. It was a hassle. Anyway, now that I’m here I can see that this house is huge. Oh, and look at this! It’s an antique pocket-watch … Continue reading DISTURBED 5

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Continued from DISTURBED 3 *beep beep*REC: 04/01/2004—12:14 p.m. Look. At. That. So beautiful! Do you see the meadows over there? Those flowers look absolutely stunning. It’s a great place for a holiday. I’ll definitely come back later. The sky is clear and the air is fresh. I’m really happy today and it just makes me … Continue reading DISTURBED 4

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Continued from DISTURBED 2 * beep beep *REC: 04/01/2004 — 10:20 a.m. Okay… It’s recording! Today, it’s January 4, and it won’t be wrong to say that it’s a “Sun”day. * chuckles * Hi! I’m Rowan, 23, and, I’m super excited ‘cuz, guess what, I’m moving to a new house I bought recently. This recording … Continue reading DISTURBED 3

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Continued from DISTURBED 1 The video ends. In utter disbelief, you examine the camcorder from every angle. Nothing strange about it, you think. A cool breeze gushes into your room, through the window, accompanied by the rustling of the leaves. You love this place. After all, where does one find such a fine house at … Continue reading DISTURBED 2

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