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This morning...any normal morning? I was tired..nothing new. So I showered, dressed, checked MySpace, went to school...the normal routine.
Well, the point of this story is wby Russian Red 500 words, 4 comments, on Mar 20 7:03 PM 2006. In <200 lines, Depression, Horror, Other -
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These are my theories.
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He lurked in the shadows, waiting. The guard, sword unsheathed, was drawing closer and closer to his unsuspecting, unseen fate. As the guard walked past, the thief crept from t
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It all started that one bright June day. It was on that exuberant day that my life turned to the depths of depression.
I was in the park with her. We were alone. I could tel
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