Tag: story
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THE SIGNALMAN

The signalman wrenched the last heavy lever into place and watched the long freight train slide passed him. He sat back at his old, beaten up desk, checked off the last piece of paperwork and filed it away. That was it. No fanfare, no applause, no big farewell. Tomorrow morning the computers would take over,…
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SIGHTSEEING

Another boat trip, thought Marcus, as he slumped into a window seat. ‘Come on, this is a great way to see the town. There’s so much history,’ his mother said. Marcus looked at her pointedly as he placed the headphones into his ears and turned on music – loud. One more summer and he would…
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UNWANTED GIFTS

Why would Santa bring her these, Matilda thought staring at the teddy bears sat next to her in the car. He must know she was six now, already had plenty of cuddly toys, and they were definitely not on the list she had sent him. And why had he delivered them to Granny’s house? When…
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A COG IN THE MACHINE

Back to work after the holiday then, thought Michael, heading down the stairs to the basement and pulling on his overalls. It had been nice seeing family and friends, enjoying a few social nights out and joining in the festivities. Now to carry on with the everyday grind. There was a backlog after a fortnight…
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THE WALL

Angelika gave Stefan a lingering kiss and turned away from him. Outside the window the dark night was interrupted by the bright spotlights that lit up the grey wall, the barbed wire fencing and the empty no-mans land that lay between her and the promise of freedom in the West. ‘It’s time,’ Stefan whispered. Angelika…