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it’s been ten years and i can confirm that everything still happens so much. happy anniversary king

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A story in two parts

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It would be fun to write a ghost story about a protagonist that disbelieves in the paranormal so hard that it stop existing around them.

They pick a soaking wet teenaged girl ghost in their cab and take her home. They pull up to the house and ghost girl looks longingly out before resigning herself to be sent back to the roadside.

Protagonist is just like, “so that’s $14.50.”

The ghost is surprised, she’s still there. She fumbles for cash but she didn’t die with any.

Does she feel oddly warmer than normal?

The seat more solid against her skin?

The protagonist sighs, “of course.”

They couldn’t just leave a teenage girl out there on the side of the road in the middle of the night, something bad could have happened to her. But he still had bills to pay.

“Come on. This is your parent’s house right? I’ll walk you in.”

For the first time in twenty years the ghost opens the car door and steps out onto the sidewalk.

The protagonist knocks on the front door and her parents, use to the midnight visits, wearyily open the door.

She starts to cry and hugs her parents tight. Apologizing for sneaking out. Babbling about what happened to her. How her friends had egged her into going deeper into the woods. How they had gotten separated. She’d fallen into a river.

Her parents are crying too. She finally made it home. They finally had confirmation of what happened to her. No body had been found so they were never truly sure.

The protagonist awkwardly interrupts, “so there’s still the matter of her cab fair...”

They don’t want to be insensitive but they need to get going and bills don’t pay themselves.

Eagerly her father rummages around in the pockets of his coat hanging by the door and pushing a twenty dollar bill into the protagonist’s hand. He knows it’s more than enough.

They thank the protagonist for bring her home, “keep the change,” they tell him.

As the protagonist gets in their cab and drives away the ghost can feel herself slipping away from life once more. But not back to the river and woods, waiting endlessly for someone to pull over and offer her a ride.

Her unfinished business is complete.

She’s moving on.

To somewhere warm and bright, she can feel it.

Her parents press final kisses to her cheeks as she starts to go. Through tears they whisper, I love you’s.

She’s finally at rest and there are no more stories of vanishing girls picked up off the backwoods roads

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The most popular passwords in Europe.

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People will spend hours watching "ending explained" videos and reading about how Ed, Edd, n Eddy is set in purgatory or some such barmy nonsense, but the moment you tell them a piece of media was motivated by racism or corporate interest in affecting public opinion or the Pentagon's funding suddenly you're reading too much into it.

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Applying for another job and…well

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TIL that in 1935 the US Government planted 220 million trees in 7 years to combat Dust storms. It was a huge success and if it was repeated today it would help in the fight against the climate crisis immensly.

via reddit.com

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Sometimes having mental illness is like living paycheck to paycheck but with your brain

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Why does Fearow sound like that

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Slab of brittle sea star fossils.

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Scromch and Scrungle

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Mother elephant can’t wake baby sound asleep, asks keepers for help (via)

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forgot i was working in the meat section at my workplace today and briefly experienced what it's like to be an indie horror game protagonist