A soon-to-be impressive compendium of reflections and research in Genre Studies by high school students in NYC (with very short arms).
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
50 Word Story
Wearing her black dress, I see the widow standing in the window, with a gloomy cast over her. As I approach I open the door to the house, all spirits unleash themselves, capturing me, twisting me into her misery…
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