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Odd Numbers
Odd Numbers
Odd Numbers
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Odd Numbers

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Shadows is a horror tale about what your own mind can do to you when you're alone in a dark, dark building. The Stupidest Thing I've ever heard cannot be described without giving away the shocking ending, but it is (in my opinion) the best short story I have written to date. Push past the confusion and you will be rewarded in the end! Dream of me is the story of a strong bond between two people and the stronger dangerous illness of another. Dream of Me is a new take on a classic genre.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherKahlan Asche
Release dateApr 2, 2012
ISBN9781476395753
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Kahlan Asche

Kahlan Asche was born in Portland, Oregon and knew she wanted to be a writer since the third grade, when she caused a commotion by writing that her character saw her (male) teacher naked by accident. Once he held a conference with her parents and determined that she was mentally stable, he gushed about the superior quality of her writing. "I was the writing equivalent of Eminem in the third grade," Kahlan claims. "And I knew I would always remain true to the story, even if it meant humiliating parent/teacher meetings."

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    Odd Numbers - Kahlan Asche

    Odd Numbers

    Kahlan Asche

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    Table of Contents

    Shadows

    The Stupidest Thing I've Ever Heard

    Dream of Me

    Shadows

    Any normal place in the world, when it is dark and closed to people, becomes creepy. That’s why they film horror movies in abandoned fairgrounds, big mansions where the lone teenage girl is set to care for the babies, toy factories with machinery to mutilate. Anything that should be normal and can be made into evil will do. The shadows. Because dark is not scary, the night’s twisted version of reflections is scary. Shadows make things loom. Like the perfectly ordinary shelves of merchandise were doing now. Looming like they had no right to do. Casting shadows on the perfectly normal, yet shadowy and terrifying, linoleum floors. Floors that, in the daytime, looked like they were white with brown speckles and now, in the night, looked like they were dingy with blood speckles. The shelves towered and loomed, the floors bled and her heart pounded.

    Aieden turned around fast. She was alone in the store; there shouldn’t be anyone making noise or movement behind her. The sound of someone pushing a cart around the store was just the freezer making noise. And the glimpses of action just out of her peripheral vision were only her imagination. After all, when she turned around, no one was there. Like this time. No one there. Her brow creased and she tried to pretend that her fast beating heart was silly and she had nothing to fear. She was just psyching herself out, that was all. And the voice

    Aieden….

    that she heard? She certainly wasn’t going crazy. She didn’t actually hear it out loud, it was her imagination. She didn’t care much for the throaty, choking desperation that her brain had given the voice, but she rested easy knowing that it was indeed in her own imagination. Every time she managed to convince herself it was fake, it came again, and sounded just a little bit too real. A little bit too outside her head.

    She sighed in annoyance at herself and headed back to the stockroom. So what if the store was huge, dark and shadowy? That was just her lot and no mature adult would be afraid of it. She refused to walk faster when she heard footsteps behind her, matching her own. She kept her breathing easy, while in her head the panic struggled

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