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The longest chapter I have ever done...Hope you enjoy it!
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This is my sad, sad attempt at satire for my English Final. Tell me what you honestly think!
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Another short story for creative writting class. Had to use setting as characterization...how do you think I did?
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Short story I wrote for my Creative Writing class, it was with annoying guidelines so it's not as good as my other stuff, hope you like it!
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When you can look into a crowd and all you can see is her, you know she's the one.
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"I am perfectly happy to stay a virgin. You catch more unicorns that way!"1
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Always around if someone needs me1
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This is a real dream I had and while it was fresh in my mind i needed to write it. None of this is added facts to fill in the blanks of the
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This is the background history to the story I'm writing which will be a bit more interesting than this intro, but feel free to read it!
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We weren’t the same1 / I guess you could see2 / But when you walked out the door3 / You took a part of me4
by Faeinthewood
200 words, 7 comments,
on Jun 3 8:49 PM 2008
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The curtains were quickly drawn open, letting in the bright, orange tinted sunlight. The Goblin King groaned and placed the back of a hand
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The second he saw it he turned away and fell to his knees. His stomach flipped, eyes watered, and he continued to dry heave until a nurse b
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1870- / Pain, suffering, sweat and tears, for four years Sareh’s training didn’t stop. She slept for six hours everyday, had a half hour for each meal and the other sixteen and a half hours she was working.
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In England during the mid 1800s a man stalked the earth unlike any other man. A psychotic man who found a sick pleasure in ripping a woman
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Her dress was torn from fighting against the strange men. They came into her village twelve moons ago and tore the place to pieces. They w
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The first snowfall of the season was a blizzard. The wind whipped around the castle, finding its ways through the small cracks and into the castle, freezing even the fires if they were in its path. No one was allowed outside
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"There were ten thousand of us against four thousand of them. They came to us we did not come to them. It was the dead of winter. Icelandics know how to handle our winters. A time where there are winds so sharp and so co
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