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Deja Whitehouse's Writings

Short Story
Aug.14.2009
It had been an ordinary day like any other until Jim came home from work to find a dragon in his back garden. “Now there’s something you don’t see every day,” he thought. Spending too much time in front of a PC screen, fuelled by black coffee and cigarettes was clearly making him delusional! Perhaps if he rubbed his eyes, it would go away. He did. It didn’t....