Mckenzie Ycmat

The House Across the Street
The house across the street is dark and empty. It strikes a certain kind of fear into my heart But I do not know why. Possibly an old childhood nightmare; Shaken’ from slumber, screaming for comfort From the warm heart...
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Introduction
I was never one of those people that was born knowing exactly what they wanted to do. When I was younger I grew up believing that I was born to be a pilot, and then a movie director, and then...
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