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Chapter Four-Denial1 / The fear in the pit of my stomach is now a sickening pain. It's taking control of my whole body. Painful shivers running down my spine.2 / I fby All-is-Forgiven 1700 words, on Jun 11 3:17 PM 2008
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After some compramises I found myself in tyler's truck. it was an orange Avalanch with leatherseatsanda Gps that costs more than my life. I
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Intro1 / It started out as an acquaintance and ended in love. Never to be the same the two started on a dark and dangerous journey as frien
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by All-is-Forgiven 1000 words, on Apr 19 8:17 PM 2008. In Crime, Death, Fiction, Horror, Pain, Sad, Short story, Young adult
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by All-is-Forgiven 1000 words, on Apr 16 8:26 PM 2008. In Death, Fantasy, Fiction, Love, Other, Pain, Romance, Teen, Unfinished, Young adult
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1 / In a little house jut at the corner of the street…my house…in a little town called Ravenswood a young woman named Rosemary…me…is sittin
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Dear Roy, / I've loved you for the longest time. (since the eight grade)Now that we are seniors and about to graduate I think i should tell you.By the time you get this note i will be gone and you would have graduated. Iby All-is-Forgiven 700 words, on Mar 20 10:41 PM 2008
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As I'm sitting here alone1 / Thinkin' about what I realised over the phone2 / Since I heard your voice3 / ow i got no choice
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This is version one1 / Why oh why can't Ostrichs fly? / Why oh why can't they fly? / I am so sad / They are not glad / Having to run around / and stay on the ground
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Ostriches are big, no they do not own wings. They can not fly. They have to run. Except for one who hated to rn. His name is Tye and he attby All-is-Forgiven 100 words, 3 comments, on Feb 12 7:35 PM 2008. In Childrens, Fiction, Humor, Other, Short story, Strange, Weird
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As i stand there at the top of the mountain, the light beautiful breeze blowing in my face, i think. I think of nothing and everything. I think of my sad life. I think of what my mother would think if she knew i was out hear.by All-is-Forgiven 500 words, on Feb 7 6:21 PM 2008
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Adults tell me to be mature / make me read pieces of literature / make me dress the way they want / tell me to be a debutant1 / they drive me crazy / make me insane / tell
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sitting there staring at the blade in my hand. i wonder what it would feel like across my skin. / I take a deep breath and touch the sharpby All-is-Forgiven 300 words, 2 comments, on Jan 29 7:29 PM 2008. In Death, Love, Pain, Sad, Short story, Teen, Tragedy, Unedited
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by All-is-Forgiven 100 words, 2 comments, on Jan 17 6:50 PM 2008. In Death, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Love, Romance, Sad, Teen, Young adult
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