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THE NIGHT SHIFT By Gelab Piak It was a Friday night, a dark and
THE NIGHT SHIFT By Gelab Piak It was a Friday night, a dark and silent Friday night. The air outside the house was cold, and the cold, as I felt, wa...

CHAPTER TWO: MY TWISTED MIND “So I presume you started writing,
CHAPTER TWO: MY TWISTED MIND “So I presume you started writing, right?” Moscad said, “Well, you’d have to anyway”. “Yeah, I did”, I rep...

JUNKY MARN Junky marn, I am a drugie, Rags, me, I dress in, But
JUNKY MARN Junky marn, I am a drugie, Rags, me, I dress in, But talk me no shit marn, Coz I hate small talkers, They coz are lot of non-sense, Mostly...

Wolf Boy: The Legend Begins By Gelab Piak The moon shinned
Wolf Boy: The Legend Begins By Gelab Piak The moon shinned brightly, burning as if it were on fire, set alight by the Gods. It was full moon, and t...

CHAPTER FOUR: DANCING WITH THE STARS I was dragged into the
CHAPTER FOUR: DANCING WITH THE STARS I was dragged into the King’s courtroom, and the King was sitting on a Golden throne in the centre. I was drag...

BURNT (A true story) By Gelab Piak I walked home slowly, with a
BURNT (A true story) By Gelab Piak I walked home slowly, with a plastic-bottle kerosene in a plastic bag in one hand, retreating home after a hard an...

CATCH MY DRIFT-Cont.... It was 12:05 pm and as time began to
CATCH MY DRIFT-Cont.... It was 12:05 pm and as time began to creep slowly up to us, I became nervous and seconds thoughts began to pop up in my mind ...

CHAPTER FIVE: I AM FADING PALE Years passed and passed, as the
CHAPTER FIVE: I AM FADING PALE Years passed and passed, as the leafs of the tress, turning brown from yellow,- changing with the seasons- until one d...

S.O.S: The Father’s Son Part One: The Gift of Criminality:
S.O.S: The Father’s Son Part One: The Gift of Criminality: George Thrinity Chapter 1: Jail time. “YOU are charged with m-u-r-d-e-r!” the Judge ...