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"Come here," he said, smiling.
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Right now, there are four hundred and forty eight people signed on to AllPoetry.com. I can see at the bottom of my page that DarkReality is reading One Night of a Dark Love, Xx
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My break up wasn't a very ordinary one, but then again, neither was my relationship. I live in Missouri, the middle of the United States of America. My boyfriend lived in Engla
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Another lonely day ahead, just me and Max. Max is a wonderful companion with all my favorite qualities: protective, cute, loving, that glossy German Shepherd coat, and neutered
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Eight year old Lauren sat in her classroom, bored out of her mind. When oh when were they going to teach the reproductive system? Now that is useful information. Who cares abou
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I've been thinking about you a lot lately, Grandpa. I thought I saw you in my room the other day. I mentioned it to Aunt Vickie, we were talking about you. She says she's been
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Growing up, Wendy lived about a half hours drive from her Pa Pa, as she called her grandfather. Half an hour was a long car ride for a five year old, and she often fell asleep
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"I just don't understand why it should seem business as usual when it so obviously is anything but," Jake said sarcastically. "So will they not let me go with you, or do they j
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"So can you come over, or not?"
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This morning I woke up, and realized I had fallen asleep on the couch yet again. My neck was stiff, my back was sore, and I'm not even sure how I had managed to contort my legs
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I was such a paranoid little kid, I really was. Fascinated with natural disasters of any sort, I had a plan for them all. I had bunk beds, and a ceiling fan. I thought that
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Jenny woke up early the next morning, and knew by the lack of warmth that Jake was long gone. She sighed, and rolled over anyway. On Jake's pillow was a bouquet of red roses
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Jake sat in the kitchen chair, clutching his coffee cup for dear life. "Tell me again what happened?" "Apparently, Jenny was on her way out the door when she saw a note on t
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"You okay over there?" "Yeah, little creeped out, but good so far," she typed nervously. Lynn was pulling an all nighter with a friend over seas. His night was nearly over,
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Jake sat in Crane's Country Cafe, where he and Jenny met once a week for dinner. With great food, relaxed atmosphere, and not to mention affordable menu, it was their favorite
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"Grainger." "Hi again, this is Jenny, we spoke earlier this morning? About the two visiting officers that shouldn't have been visiting?"
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"What are the odds!" Jenny muttered as she wiped off the table. Jake had gone back to work; it turned out he only had an extended lunch break. Rita and Jake had been engage
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She met him at the door, forced a smile, and stood poised to give him a kiss. He walked right past her and into the house. Her heart fell. So far, this wasn't going very well.<
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Nina closed her eyes, and then quickly opened them again. The room was still dark, the closet was still closed, and she was still terrified out of her mind. For an hour now
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Will they ever understand what it costs me, to pretend to be so happy all the time? Will they know how much I want to lash out and hurt them with my fists and my feet, even as
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Jenny shook off the feeling of doom at Jake's last words to her, and picked up the phone again. A few minutes later, she was connected to the local police department.
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Who should she call first, Jake's work or his cell phone? Jenny rolled her eyes. Why would she even call his work, if he wasn't there! Cell phone it is. "Hello?"
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"In other news tonight, police are still investigating the murder of two local women. The murders occurred only hours apart from each other two days ago. Police say there are n
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Sitting once again on her roof top, Jenny sighed. Such a beautiful, starry night tonight, just perfect in every way. The stray bursts of color shot flashed boldly into the nigh
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"Happy Fourth of July honey," he whispered, holding her close as another brightly colored flash lit the starry night sky.
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Read this one first, please: storywrite.com/Story/1364711 "Jamie? Come back to bed honey. What are you doing anyway?" Michael called into the darkness.
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"No, really, what's wrong?" "Nothing, I'm fine," she answered, though she was anything but. "So how are you doing?"
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The world knew her as Brandi the Band-aid, always there to sympathize with and solve the world’s emotional problems. When a young woman had her heart broken by a strutting man
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This isn't supposed to be anything special, I just feel like writing so I'm going to, but I can't be creative about it. You'll all just have to bear with me, okay? So I went
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