Short story: Life at 524 Bellaire Avenue

KRISTEN ORDONEZ Editor-in-Chief Time was ticking faster every second, or at least that’s how it felt to Carter. He had been sitting in the back corner booth of his favorite Italian restaurant for nearly 15 minutes, but it felt more like...

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Short story: Life at 34D Washington Way

KRISTEN ORDONEZ Editor-in-Chief The three-story apartment sat on the corner of Washington Way and Brook Street. The third floor apartment of 34D was directly above Mrs. Molly’s Laundry Haven, a name that often got a lot of first-time customers coming in,...

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Short Story: Life at 7 Paxton

KRISTEN ORDONEZ Editor-in-Chief Upon entering the small pink house with a tilted “7” on the white door, there was loud, high-pitched barking coming from the neighbor’s Chihuahua next door, Jimmy. Jimmy, however, couldn’t be heard once the front door...

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More short stories: Albert Jones, frequent flier extraordinaire

ANDREW O'HARE Student Voice Editor Albert Jones waited for another offer. He knew that the next offer would be worth taking and his flight was in 20 minutes. The woman at the desk frowned, picked up the phone, and...

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Short stories: Albert Jones, frequent flier extraordinaire

ANDREW O'HARE Student Voice Editor Albert Jones sat in a crowded airport, just like he had done hundreds of times. He was in prime location to view people walking up to a small kiosk that sold water, various snacks,...

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Short story: A complicated past in a small town

CHRIS BEDELL Staff Writer A gust of wind howled in the background as Liam walked up to the bar. He was currently standing on the massive acres of the Ridge Brook Country Club. It was the annual Founder’s Day Party....

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Short story: Close encounters with the popular kind of crowd

CHRIS BEDELL Columnist Another lump formed in my throat as I remained suffocated by my depression while I sat on my bed in my bedroom while I talked to my grandma. “Thank you so much.” There was another awkward gap in the...

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Story: Friends are not always forever, phony doesn’t cut it

CHRIS BEDELL Columnist Stefan Paine. He has two distinct personalities. One incident will be burned in my mind forever though. It happened six years ago one morning during the fall semester of my sophomore year at Davidson University… I walked up the...

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Short story: Conclusion to a dystopian nightmare in Aklava

CHRIS BEDELL Columnist Woman after woman lined up and put their heads on the podium and then subsequently lost their heads. That night when I was back in my bedroom I was restless since the image of the women lining up and...

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Short story: Cecily Jones’ coming of age in a not-so-tolerant community

CHRIS BEDELL Columnist Sex outside of marriage just wasn’t frowned upon in Aklava, it was against the law. Hell, it was even punishable by death. Although, teenage girls were sometimes shown mercy. All forms of birth control and abortion were also...

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