The Bad Influence
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The Bad Influence

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I Used To Play With Toys

But then my parents told me to grow up.

Photo by Julian Paolo Dayag on Unsplash

The stage was set. The characters ready, my brothers waiting. The story begins…. Roles turned. Twisted endings. It was all fun and games until my parents stepped into the room.

When my parents looked into my brothers’ bedroom, they saw the three of us lying on the floor with the toy box…




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Melissa R. Mendelson

Melissa R. Mendelson

Horror, Science-Fiction and Dystopian Short Story Author and Poet.

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