Stories by RoseBlossom100, by newest first

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  • We wonder at tenitive specklings of logical precepts. Yet, we push labyrinthine thoughts away and slip through exsistance with glaikery. Ig
    by RoseBlossom100 100 words, 2 comments, on May 15 8:06 AM
  • A man stands near the sight where his lover died long ago and is warned to leave but doesn't head the warning.
    by RoseBlossom100 100 words, on Nov 8 1:21 AM 2008. In , Dark, Death, Love, Mystical, Poem, Tragedy
  • The hall was full of chattering people. The whole village seemed to have turned out for this. Well it was the first gathering since winter had set in; now spring was in the air and the people were antsy. A dance would surely
    by RoseBlossom100 <100 words, 2 comments, on Nov 6 7:43 PM 2008
  • Geez now I want to write it.
    by RoseBlossom100 100 words, 2 comments, on Oct 28 8:21 PM 2008. In Mystery, Prompt, Teen
  • As I slipped into a dream I stood in the middle of my parents back hay field. It was very strange. The field felt like a warm spring day bu
    by RoseBlossom100 300 words, 3 comments, on Oct 26 7:45 PM 2008. In
  • My stomach twists as we speak. She is on your arm and even when she is gone her face reflects in your eyes. I continue to be the best friend as I want to run. You have changed more than I could ever think about. Two parts of
    by RoseBlossom100 200 words, on Jul 7 2:41 PM 2008
  • "Marty why did you do something so stupid?!" Victoria's exasperated cry seemed to echo the feelings in the tense room.1 / "I was just tryin' to help! Figured it would do us both good, ya know?" A
    by RoseBlossom100 1200 words, 2 comments, on May 27 11:23 AM 2008. In Lost, Trama
  • A writer is someone who expresses their soul with words. An artist in its truest form. For an artist has found a way to express their soul. Whether through ink, paint, marble, voice or word the soul shines through. An artist
    by RoseBlossom100 200 words, on May 8 8:41 PM 2008
  • I stand on the end of the bridge and cast my grey eyes down to the plummeting drop beneath me. At the bottom, there was water, thrashing ag
    by RoseBlossom100 900 words, 1 comment, on Apr 28 10:06 PM 2008
  • My Honors English teacher assigned to us that we must write a memoir. A memoir for those that don't know is a biography that is turned into
    by RoseBlossom100 600 words, 5 comments, on Apr 10 6:51 PM 2008. In Nonfiction, Personal
  • This sounds fun it is not generic I can't wait.
    by RoseBlossom100 <100 words, 1 comment, on Jan 4 5:00 PM 2008. In
  • As I stared into Mikes eyes I felt my heart skip a beat. His hand reached out and held my neck under my hair. I felt like his touch was the onlything holding me from either falling or floating away. His other hand reached up
    by RoseBlossom100 200 words, 3 comments, on Jan 1 9:41 PM 2008
  • by RoseBlossom100 <100 words, 1 comment, on Jan 1 3:35 PM 2008. In
  • Stupidity breeds pain.
    by RoseBlossom100 <100 words, 4 comments, on Jan 1 3:04 PM 2008. In
  • Chapter One1 / When one hears of the stopping of time and space it is usually taken lightly and with little regard. Surely even in the most
    by RoseBlossom100 1600 words, 4 comments, on Dec 15 10:10 PM 2007
  • Chapter One1 / When one hears of the stopping of time and space it is usually taken lightly and with little regard. Surely even in the most intense instances there could not possibly be a moment
    by RoseBlossom100 1600 words, on Dec 15 10:08 PM 2007. In Romance
  • 1. pink pink pink!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 / 2. white bangle tiger he he he I know all2 / 3. taylor renee3 / 4. 2 ha ha you had to tell som
    by RoseBlossom100 100 words, 2 comments, on Dec 9 2:43 PM 2007
  • I face the storm1 / And I hold no fear2 / For I fear not a gale 3 / Nor the tempter's snare4 / I am numb
    by RoseBlossom100 100 words, 2 comments, on Nov 28 5:28 PM 2007. In
  • The mundane drudge of a common school day could leave anyone exhausted and ready to give up. It seems well suited then that this uncanny ac
    by RoseBlossom100 100 words, 1 comment, on Nov 26 6:48 PM 2007. In
  • do do do do...oh ya...I want in...
    by RoseBlossom100 100 words, 2 comments, on Nov 4 11:22 AM 2007. In
  • Lily shifted slightly in her seat. She crossed her legs as she glanced up from her book. Lifting her eyes slowly with her chin down to the
    by RoseBlossom100 500 words, 4 comments, on Nov 3 7:51 PM 2007. In
  • The urgent phone call awaited me when I got to the room. it was John, my brother-in-law. "Terri, there has been an accident." he said, his
    by RoseBlossom100 600 words, 4 comments, on Oct 30 8:43 PM 2007
  • Born in a time of lords and ladies Sophia's earliest memories were the happiest. Her father Jonathan Watchmen was a lord and land owner in
    by RoseBlossom100 1300 words, 2 comments, on Oct 30 6:53 PM 2007. In Fiction
  • Sarah walked into the room to see Mat sitting on the couch of his home staring blankly at the wall opposite. She came over with a concerne
    by RoseBlossom100 1500 words, 2 comments, on Aug 16 5:45 PM 2007
  • by RoseBlossom100 700 words, 5 comments, on Aug 9 5:40 PM 2007. In Young adult
  • Good job. You might want to add something more near the beginning that hints at her age because I did not know what to think. I mean it could have been a preteen, a older teen, or even a wife. / Also you might want to
    by RoseBlossom100 100 words, 1 comment, on Aug 6 9:27 PM 2007
  • Why do we love this venom? / Its bitter-sweet simplicity / The ever taunting phantom / Many are too hasty / Once we taste it / We can not s
    by RoseBlossom100 200 words, 5 comments, on Aug 6 8:11 PM 2007. In , Poem
  • by RoseBlossom100 <100 words, 2 comments, on Aug 6 5:24 PM 2007
  • Holding on but holding back, it must be the hardest thing I will ever do.
    by RoseBlossom100 <100 words, 2 comments, on Aug 6 5:16 PM 2007
  • by RoseBlossom100 1000 words, 2 comments, on Aug 6 4:49 PM 2007. In Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Young adult
  • My ragged breath reverberated back to my ears as my eye's scanned the hell that was placed before me. As rain came down in torrents the onl
    by RoseBlossom100 300 words, 4 comments, on Jul 13 8:42 PM 2007
  • Haunted / Tormented / Constrained / Dead / Untamed / Unrelenting / Stelth and / Hatered
    by RoseBlossom100 <100 words, 3 comments, on Jul 13 8:09 PM 2007
  • Chapter Four / As the warmth of the sun dissipated behind the mountains and slipped off of Sophia's face she felt like she could finally open her lead weighted eye lids. The sun was still shining in on the wall but, th
    by RoseBlossom100 1100 words, on Jul 13 7:32 PM 2007. In Romance
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