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I carved our names into a tree that year. Somewhere, in the orchard on Pressman Street, it still stands.
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Did you ever have something perfect, I wonder, and still wish there were more?
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Luke fell spellbound by this modest stranger, a girl too small for her wide, goldenrod eyes.
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I'm back where I grew up, at our old Moreland barn.
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She takes five playing cards and spreads them out between us: two queens, two kings, and a blank.
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There's nothing fascinating about a sleepy, little town.
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If I was a page in a book, I'd be a daring adventure.
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The town looks at peace. Why doesn't the rest of the world freeze in the wake of a tragedy?
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A child's imagination is a curious thing. It holds the blueprints to a secret world.
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by The Imagined 800 words, 8 comments, on Feb 11 11:18 PM 2007. In Truth
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Grace took a small photograph from her desk drawer. She held it in her lap as she spoke.
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Had a stranger approached you from the streets and said, “Dolls can talk,” would you have believed him?
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by The Imagined 400 words, 14 comments, on Jan 23 3:29 PM 2007. In Fiction, First person, Young adult
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Lilia took Tea by the hand and sped down the hill. The lowlands below drew them under its spell.
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The girl was oblivious of the milliner’s scheme. In her purse, beneath a silk handkerchief, was a gift. It was to be Dahlia's.by The Imagined 1100 words, 7 comments, on Jan 15 3:31 AM 2007. In Fiction, Inspirational, Spiritual
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Thus is a story of a great, primordial apple-tree, whose shade stretched an acre wide. It was no ordinary tree.
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Three o’clock and I was off to watch Bryn, listen to Bryn’s radio, and doodle pictures of Scott in a tux.
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She shied away, her eyes falling to the pattern of linoleum tiles that was the floor. Her own name sounded strange in her ears.
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I swipe a hand through the air, still muggy and thick. “You sent the rain,” I whisper.by The Imagined 1300 words, 6 comments, on Jan 3 1:13 PM 2007. In Fiction, First person, Inspirational
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“And she’s still in there somewhere,” he announced with a laugh. “Granting people’s wishes, all their fondest desires. What would you wishby The Imagined 1700 words, 2 comments, on Jan 2 10:26 PM 2007. In Fiction, First person, Inspirational
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The forest’s garden is a most magical place. Sunlight drips from the tips of the emerald-green leaves.
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Here she was in a venue fit only for dreams, but was she really here, at all?
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Cried the boy, “Lo and behold, the perfect banquet if ever there were one.”
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by The Imagined 600 words, 10 comments, on Dec 25 1:58 PM 2006. In Fiction, First person, Young adult
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by The Imagined 2200 words, 11 comments, on Dec 22 9:33 AM 2006. In Fiction, First person, Young adult
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