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Notice of Intent to Stalk
Form ITS1993(d)
Notice of Intent to Stalk
Date: ___________
Print or type name of Stalker: _____________________________
(known henceforth as STALKER)
Print or type name of person to be Stalked: __________________________
(known henceforth as STALKEE)
Please be notified that effective this date the above named STALKER has filed an official Intent To Stalk Declaration targeting the above named STALKEE in accordance with Obsessive/Compulsive Personal Pursuit Code of Conduct Act of 1993 (OCPPCCA93).
I, STALKER, hereby declare Open Season upon you, STALKEE, and pursuant to OCPPCCA93 section 1, paragraph 5 intend to engage in the following
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Troy...or not
Troy…or not
“By the Gods!” snapped Helen, standing resplendent in the middle of the battlefield, “will noone ask me whether I want to go back or not? Even though I’m the one being fought over, no one even tries to ask my opinion about it!”
The two rival armies had come to a halt on either side of the legendary beauty, gaping at her in amazement. Menelaus was standing at the head of his army, holding an unsheathed sword, with his mouth hanging open, looking utterly stupid, as his slow brain tried to figure out why his wife was behaving like that. From the time he had known her, she had always been so meek and ob
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Like a Man
"Please," he whimpered, eyes cast up from the polished linoleum as if in prayer, a single rivulet of blood trickling from a nostril. "I… I have a family."
"A family?" Charlie glanced from one crumpled heap of flesh and gristle to another, a distinct disinterest building behind insect black eyes. "How many kids?"
"I… t-two."
"Boy or girl?"
"Both boys."
He squatted next to the man, spinning the massive .357 on his finger like the protagonist of some spaghetti western. The barrel whirled around the blur of his hand like Death's private helicopter, gaining and losing momentum in an evident but indecipherable rhythm. He blew a
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Often the reward for doing what's right is no reward at all. And yet knowing this, there are people who do it anyways.
The end of this story was inspired by this story, written by ~my-fatal-obsession for the Tell Me A Lie contest. That story was in turn inspired by "Shadow Life: A Portrait Of Anne Frank And Her Family." by Barry Denenberg.
The preview picture was lovingly brought to you by ~NyxErebus.
The end of this story was inspired by this story, written by ~my-fatal-obsession for the Tell Me A Lie contest. That story was in turn inspired by "Shadow Life: A Portrait Of Anne Frank And Her Family." by Barry Denenberg.
The preview picture was lovingly brought to you by ~NyxErebus.
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Wow, is all I can say I guess...
Really touching, honestly...
I loved it though. Amazing. The entire time I was reading, I was like "omg suspense?!!???" and I kept chewing on my lip. XD
Really touching, honestly...
I loved it though. Amazing. The entire time I was reading, I was like "omg suspense?!!???" and I kept chewing on my lip. XD