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Death Turned Away [MultiFormat]
eBook by Charles A. Gramlich
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eBook Category: Horror
eBook Description: Frank longed for a death that would end his suffering. When a mysterious figure arrived one night, Frank thought his release had come at last, but the strange visitor had his own agenda.
eBook Publisher: Rosetta Solutions, Inc., Published: 1999
Fictionwise Release Date: November 2001
Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [51 KB], eReader (PDB) [29 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [7 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [7 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [75 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [77 KB], hiebook (KML) [52 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [59 KB], iSilo (PDB) [6 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [8 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [45 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [14 KB]
Words: 2300
Reading time: 6-9 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
 
Was it midnight yet?
Would it ever be?
The thoughts whispered in his mind as the wind whispers through ruins, and they rattled around in his skull like dried peas in a bowl that had been shaken up. Needing answers to the thoughts, the young man in the bed looked up at the ceiling where the time was reflected in foot-high orange numerals from the clock on the dresser. It was 11:29 in the evening. Still early. Too early for the visitor he was expecting at midnight.
To pass the time he glanced out of the window. The moon bulked hugely above the horizon, its summer light turned to saffron by the orange curtains that his mother had chosen for the room. He hated that color, just as he hated this room, as he hated the bed on which he was lying, and the pajamas in which his mother had dressed him. He thought sometimes that he hated his mother but he could not be sure. He was certain though that he hated himself, the useless thing that he was. But that would all change, would all be better, if midnight ever came.
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