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MIRANDA’S LETTER / / Miranda saw the letter the moment she walked in the door. It sat there almost taunting her. She took a deep breath and decided she wouldn’t open it right away. She’d go about her business and look at it later. She put her thiby Gatlianne 2300 words, on May 10 1:36 PM 2007
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/ / She did her thinking while hanging damp clothes on the line. There was something calming about the one person assembly line. Pick up, snap, hang, pin, pin, repeat. It was an easy pattern, one that her mind could follow by memory and let her tby Gatlianne 300 words, on May 3 12:27 PM 2007
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by Gatlianne 1100 words, 1 comment, on Feb 24 8:24 PM 2007
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THE AMAZING ADVENTURES OF MATT THE NARCOLEPTIC TURTLE
It’s safe to say, that being a turtle is hard enough but try being a narcoleptic turtle – susceptible to involuntary bo -
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I awoke parched – like the Sahara Desert from the inside out, as though I’d been in some sort of freeze-dried coma instead of a few hours of sleep. My hands and feet were
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Exhausted, yet enthralled, we leave the labyrinth of Yemassee’s mind behind us and continue on. Our once small group has grown and the air is filled with soft murmurings
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After a long, dream filled slumber we awake with the mystical fog fading to reveal a wonderful labyrinth before us. A labyrinth filled with such exciting and remarkable t
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In a deep sleep you dream of a world of words and plentiful fantasies. Your dream is vivid and awe inspiring and the world around you is a maze of imagination. Ahea
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If you’ve ever gone to Storywrite you noticed that it looks a bit different than Allpoetry. What you probably noticed most is that it’s main page is not as complex and di
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Alex looked up into Shane’s lust glazed eyes and wondered how someone could spend so much time trying to do the “right thing” that they missed out on everything. His eyes
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Only six days into her fifth grade school year, Brooke was upset. No upset was too mild a word. She was ticked off, or as ticked off as a ten year old child could b
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Watching the vibrant sun paint its colors across the sky as it put itself to rest, She walked across the meadow with dew lapping at her feet. The night mist was settling
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"Abby! Abby! Chile you betta’ an’suh me!
Bertha was fighting mad Abby thought. She tried her hardest to keep quiet and still or Bertha would find her for s -
"Good sir, open in the name of the king"
Zachariah feebly made his way over to the door. If he didn’t open the bloody thing the incessant banging would never cease. -
Talmadge Shaw died in the most strange of ways — with a smile on his face and with the hand of a beautiful young girl who loved him dearly clutched in his own. Most of yo
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