I have wanted to cry for a long time but i have never had enough points. I need sad story's. but there are stil rules.
1. just make sure it is appropriate for all ages but swords can still go through people and stuff
2. make sure that it even makes you cry.
3. make sure that it is sad
4. and finally make sure i cry.
No one needs to kniw why i feel like crying now. if you wonder why then you have to message me so yeah.
1. just make sure it is appropriate for all ages but swords can still go through people and stuff
2. make sure that it even makes you cry.
3. make sure that it is sad
4. and finally make sure i cry.
No one needs to kniw why i feel like crying now. if you wonder why then you have to message me so yeah.
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on July 22, 2007
- Rewards: Gold: 100, Silver: 1, Bronze: 1
- Final notes: Contest judged by Moderator Manager, based on placement by host.
Contest Winners
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Roses hit the ground. The almost inaudible sound the impact on the dirt made sounded like thunder. How could this be? / "I'm sorry, Des. Th• Commented on by judge. [remove]
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• Bring him back, bring him back / I come down on my knees / Bring him back, please / Oh, cruel life bring him back / • You can’t take him away this way / You can’t just suddenly rob a life / Detach a soul fr• Viewed by judge. [remove]
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Rain pelted down on the streets of Lauton as the dim streetlights fizzled in protest. A ll sign of life was safely indoors, curtains drawnby JumpingJitters 600 words, 9 comments, on Jun 12 6:26 AM 2007• Viewed by judge.
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He kissed her eyes and laid her broken body to sleep. The snow was still cascading, as the miniature casket was laid into the frozen groundby JumpingJitters 200 words, 6 comments, on Jun 12 8:05 AM 2007• Viewed by judge.
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Jessie was my Westie, / She had fur that's white. / She always came to comfort me, / when I slept at night. / I walked her up and down my street, / she always seemed to follow. / Jess had three• Viewed by judge.
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by frostany 500 words, 6 comments, on Jun 13 3:12 PM 2007. In , Depression, Mental illness, Young adult• Viewed by judge.
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So hard to face the facts. The facts are all right there in front of my face yet, I refuse to see them. Refuse to let myself move on. All the emotions so locked inside me. I used want to yank them from my soul. So why now canby whitwhitney16 200 words, 2 comments, on Jun 18 11:46 AM 2007• Viewed by judge.
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She felt tears run down her face, she picked up the phone and hit speed-dial number 4, / "Hello?" / "Crystal, its me." / "Soph? Whats up?" / Sophie stared at the computer screen, there it was the pby sky black 500 words, 3 comments, on Jun 20 4:22 PM 2007• Viewed by judge.
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damn
I have such a good pre-written story that always makes me cry, but oh well. -
Hmm...



