Jessie Sha

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Articles by Jessie Sha

“You’re early,” says Death, with a hint of surprise.“What?” I ask, looking him in the eyes. I had been admiring...
“So, what’s the catch?” I asked.“The catch?” The mysterious man let out a chilling laugh. “There is no catch, as...
June 7, 1943My body ached, the bright sun beating against my back. It’s been years since the war started. The...