I’m going to tell you the story of a man who was an outwardly moral guy for most of his life. You can call him Mr. Harriot. He thought he was going to go to heaven because he didn’t do all the bad things that other people did. His life wasn’t horrible, but it certainly […]

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My thumb rubbed against the smooth surface of the ball as I rotated it clockwise in my right hand; the rough seams a source of friction against my fingers. My throwing arm rested on my lower back as I leaned in towards home to get the sign from the catcher. Acknowledging him with a nod, […]

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“Only seven more days till Christmas!” Mr. Lennox shouted down from the ladder to his son Charlie. “Really?” the boy replied, playing with a tangled strings of lights that were lying in the grass. “Yup, only a week away.” Mr. Lennox squeezed the trigger on the staple gun. Thwack, the staple pierced the white fascia board below […]

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