The hand was just behind the lampstand, and the king could see it writing. He was so frightened that his face turned pale, his knees started shaking, and his legs became weak. I had some dreams and visions while I was asleep one night, and I wrote them down. Yet, early this morning I woke up thinki.

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Emails from my coworker, part 3. I was a fairy in a flower;. God, Himself, hand-picked me,.

Sitting in a cafe with a senior literature class, taking a break from the rigors of Short Story Masters and literary elements. I was in Venice Beach when Michael Jackson died. They were playing nothing but his music up and down the boardwalk.