Hypnobear Week 2022: Daddy's Curse

Glancing over at the clock once more, i reaffirmed that it wasn't time just yet.

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Extra Storage

A porcelain clock with a flower motif ticked loudly on the mantle above a fireplace that hadn't seen use in many years, and the big screen tv wasn't turned on. but for the clock, the room was eerily silent. "have a seat!"

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Tina's Story Chapter 97- The Groomer. A guest chapter by SP

Tina then looked at the clock on the wall and saw that she had only in been in twenty minutes. tina could help but smile as she felt like she was being given the real red carpet treatment.

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High School Instincts (Intro)

The wolf poured his cereal and began to munch it down, glancing up at the clock on the wall. he'd just have enough time to eat and bolt it to school to avoid being late... again.

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The Bus Stop

They had to stay until 6- o- clock everyday. i quit marching band because of that. my name is davidoff redd, and see; i'm a shy siberian husky.

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One

Man, how am i gonna write a five page essay in-" i glanced at the clock. "less than nine hours?" he pat my shoulder. "i'm sure you'll think of something." i smiled at him. xavier was the most gentle lion i had ever met.

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Countdown

"i can see the clock." frost replied, watching the numbers on the electronic display click down to zero.

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A Filling Day

A lamp rattled with the impact and the clock bounced across the table, continuing its assault just out of smashing range.

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Help Thy Neighbour

Harold turned the page, his ears flicking idly at the continued wroom of the hair dryer, and checked the numbers on the clock again. 20:56. "i'm taking lucy out to get a new backpack tomorrow!"

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Serenifi: Great Scott! Part III: Final Scene

\*hands tranquility a photo of the two at the clock\* tranquility (looking like she got a deodorant stick for christmas): it's great. thanks. agony: lexi? i brought this note back from the future, and now it's erased! lexi: of course!

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Alien Amateurs

Above the wet bar was a clock built into the wall, and it sang its lyrical chime as a new hour began. “sir?” meri requested his attention from her post. “yes?”

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Ruby Red Cheerleader

He smiled at the clock; it was almost time for his guest to be here. placing a bookmark on his page, he closed the book and set it on the side table before rising to his feet slowly and heading upstairs.

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