But it sure is a lot to me! We're only 6 away from breaking 100 likes on the C.M. Humphries facebook Author Page! You're already getting the free story in 2014, but I've challenged my self as a sort of early New Year's Resolution. That's right. A vote.When we break 100 likes, I'll send out a password. This code will let you access a survey. Big whoop. Wow, a survey. Right?! If you're willing to click the mouse, your touch screen, or whatever it is the kids use these days, this survey will help me determine which story to give away for free. That's right. A vote. I'm already in works with a few of the stories, so I'll let you pick which one you want for free. I'll have it written around the New Year, edited, approved by the pub, and then sent out to you--That's like 4 months before the book comes out no matter how you look at it. Tell your friends.
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October 2018
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Her sharp nails clench my wrist and pull me closer, until I can see my reflection. From my forehead to the bridge of my nose, my flesh melts away, developing into a dark abyss much like her own.
Akin to a knife in my chest, a stabbing pain flares my lungs with each rapid breath. I spring upright in my bed at the sound of a loud rapping. My heartbeat echoes around the room; the sound is thumping in my eardrums, as if it derives from my head.
Akin to a knife in my chest, a stabbing pain flares my lungs with each rapid breath. I spring upright in my bed at the sound of a loud rapping. My heartbeat echoes around the room; the sound is thumping in my eardrums, as if it derives from my head.
Deep breaths through my nostrils, deep into my lungs, and out of my mouth, I focus in on silencing my erratic sounds. My heartbeat becomes nothing more than an unfamiliar drum in the background. I hear the knocking again.
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