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The young boy sat with his head in his hands. Silently sobbing in his empty room. The one lamp that he had lit was casting a low glow across the shadows coverby Fated Circle 500 words, 3 comments, on Mar 13 10:26 PM 2006. In <200 lines, Crime, Depression, Other
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The man sat there, peering through the stain-glass window. Inside the church was a glow of light from the candles at the alter. People sat at the benches that exten
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The woman sits sipping her coffee, longing for something. The waitress comes by and takes a seat.
"Are you waiting for someone?" the young girl asks.by Fated Circle 600 words, 10 comments, on Dec 13 10:42 PM 2005. In <200 lines -
The man sat alone crying himself to sleep every day of his precious life. He seemed to think that nothing was right for him so he committed sin after sin and cared nothin
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Just to inform the reader, this short story will not have a load of description, though it will leave enough for you to paint your own picture.
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This is the Pain I Feel
It can't be realby Fated Circle 100 words, 2 comments, on Dec 8 9:03 PM 2005. In <200 lines -
The miserable boy sat quietly on the damp hillside; sulking into his knees. His long black hair hid any of his facial features from sight. The greasy look of his ha
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