Category: Stuff of the Earth
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footsteps in the dark
Several years ago, I was laying in bed, trying to fall asleep. It was late, almost morning, when I heard it. Well, I think I heard it. What sounded like a footstep in my room. My door was barely closed, and with my back turned to the noise, I imagined all sorts of scenarios as to…
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the walking dead
When I was in high school, I told my grandmother that I wanted to be an archaeologist. While everyone around me was telling me that medicine was the right path for me (I’m Indian, it’s the default assumed profession), I was convinced that I would be happy and content digging in the dirt. My grandmother…