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Where To Get Free Seeds For Gardening
Gardening can be a great way to save money on your and your family’s grocery bills, but with the rising cost of seeds and seedlings, (as well as everything else) have you ever wondered how you could cut that cost even lower? How about finding free seeds, doing seed swaps, and growing garden plants from kitchen scraps that normally get thrown away? We’re here to help you with just that.
By Aaron Thompson3 years ago in Lifehack
Moth to Flame
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window." The silent, distant glow wasn’t noticed for a time until Danielle asked Tyler, “What’re you staring at cutie?” Her airy voice oozed into his ears as she entwined her fingers around his.
By Aaron Thompson4 years ago in Horror
11 Reasons Why You Should Start Your Own Garden
There are plenty of reasons not to start something, you don’t have time, you don’t have the energy, you don’t have the money, we’ve all said it before, yours truly included. But starting your own garden can actually improve all of the above reasons and more. There are a ton of reasons to grow your own food, but here we will highlight 11 of the best reasons you should start your own garden today!
By Aaron Thompson4 years ago in Lifehack
Top Gun Maverick
Going to the theater to watch a movie on the big screen has always been an iconic part of my life. A chance to unwind, relax, and escape from the rigors of the real world for a few hours while getting immersed in an alternate reality. Add in the unforgettable smell of artery-hardening, fake-butter-covered popcorn that greets you like a warm hug as soon as you step through those doors, and you catch a heavy dose of nostalgia. Some of the best memories of my childhood were going to movie theaters with my friends. It helps that I lived through decades that had the best fashion, music and of course movies—the 80’s and 90’s.
By Aaron Thompson4 years ago in Geeks
Luck On The Razor's Edge
The day I saw Victoria Yager, my heart seized in my chest. I didn’t breathe as the rest of the world faded into fuzzy, unrecognizable blobs. She must have felt the weight of my stare because her angelic face swept the crowd. Her polished sapphire eyes lingered over mine for an instant. Instant shock pierced through my soul before her uninterested gaze returned to their original position. My fate was sealed that instant—I had to meet her.
By Aaron Thompson4 years ago in Fiction
Sinister Decisions
Night began to settle on the village of Camden Passage, signaling to the street vendors it was time to pack up shop. The marketplace was a din of activity and noise as last minute hagglers attempted to strike a deal, horses hooves clattered through dusty streets, and the bustling crowd went about their nighttime rituals. The struggling lone rogue and down on his luck pickpocket, Alton surveyed his target from the shadows. The fat traveler advertised his garish wealth with either blatant, overconfident inexperience, or idiotic carelessness. He wore brightly colored silks that advertised wealth as well as glittering jewels that adorned several thick fingers. Alton knew the roads south of the village were ripe with bandits and thieves eager to chance across a rich prospect at this man. He wouldn’t make it a mile before his rotting carcass served as a banquet for vultures and maggots. Alton needed to lighten the lord’s load before that band of brigands got him and stripped everything worth a copper off him.
By Aaron Thompson4 years ago in Fiction
The Texas Oasis
Two pre-teen boys walked down the street together looking for adventure. They weren’t troublemakers looking for delinquent activities, rather two curious boys with time on their hands and an open world to explore. They didn’t know it, but this was the last Texas Summer they would spend together. Both of them would end up moving away and losing touch early the following school year, but the memories they shared during these long Summer days would last the rest of their lives.
By Aaron Thompson4 years ago in Humans
Grandpa's Green Little Fisherman
How many of you have, or remember funny, heartwarming, inspirational stories or anecdotes about your grandparents? I'm sure that's a good majority of everyone. I believe I have lived an unordinary life, and have several stories hibernating inside my memory banks. This is one of those stories. The other day at work, while I was being super productive, (daydreaming away and nearly falling asleep while a thin line of drool hung off my chin) a memory of my grandfather popped into my head. Maybe my mental minions were cleaning out the junk drawers of my memory files and wanted me to make an executive decision on this memory. They wanted to know it this one would get sent to the trash file, or the keep for later file? I feel like a lot has been going to the trash without my input, so I decided to keep this little gem.
By Aaron Thompson4 years ago in Families
Larry the Shark
Two boats ripped across the surface above Larry the shark and his friend, Pierce the needlefish. Always intrigued about the finless, land dwelling, human world, Larry followed the commotion. Gunfire rang out between the boats, and soon a body splashed into the water, blood leaked from several bullet holes. Larry had never eaten a human. It was strictly forbidden by his family, but he was curious, especially when the scent of human blood hit his nostrils. The earthy, metallic scent caused his entire body to scream for the taste of flesh.
By Aaron Thompson4 years ago in Fiction
View From Six Feet Underwater
(Present time) A mournful wail carried across the lake so loud, so piercing that Jasper heard it through the closed window. His head snapped to the right when he heard it. This was not an animal sound, nor was it from a human. Whatever made that cry sounded like a creature enduring torment from the bowels of hell. Jasper’s insides squirmed with frigid terror. There was no time to look, he only had precious minutes to plan an escape, but the mournful cry drew him forward. Before Jasper knew he had moved, he pressed his hands and face to the glass. The platinum moonlight cast a glow on the unnatural mist covering the lake as it coalesced into human form and glided toward the cabin. A scream bubbled up from his throat, but he clamped his hands over his mouth to keep from drawing attention. He tore his gaze away from the advancing horror, ran toward the locked door in a desperate attempt to break through, but even with the running start, Jasper only bounced off the solid door. He refused to be a victim. He would find a way to escape.
By Aaron Thompson4 years ago in Fiction
Hunger Dreams
A thick, impenetrable mist surrounds me on all sides. I stop to take a look around only find myself surrounded by a menacing group of vampires. Their sharp eyes penetrate me, not with anger, or malice, but with fierce hunger. My heart increased its rhythm to a hammering stutter. Could they feel my fear, smell it, hear the thudding inside my chest? I realize this group is starving. They need sustenance, and look upon me as a feast. How did I find myself in this dire situation? Better yet, how was I going to escape with my life intact? There was no hope of fighting them and living to tell the tale. Though I knew deep inside my death was at hand, a shred of hope still lingered like the last leaf on a tree caught in a hurricane.
By Aaron Thompson4 years ago in Horror
