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by fluofontis 900 words, 28 comments, on Sep 5 12:17 PM 2006. In Dark, Depression, First person, Teen
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Sighing in reflection, Caitlyn considered her options for the night. She could go to bed, return to her family with their new dog in the morning and go through the lette
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The sun began to rise as eight exhausted teenagers trudged back to their tents. Reluctant to let the night die, we went our separate ways to get a couple hours of sleep b
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Dear *****,
This is probably the fifth letter I have written you, all unsent/given because they are out of date by the time I go back to them. I want you to know that I love -
It is all too common in the teenage world today to be a *cutter.* And I will admit, I am one myself. I have stopped more times than I can count, each time going bacby fluofontis 600 words, 3 comments, on Feb 10 12:37 AM 2006. In <200 lines, Romance, Science fiction
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The bitter breeze shuffled the piles of dried leaves on the side of the street. Some blew into the street and crackled into the opposite curb, and others just rustled in the wi
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Shivering, Cait strides quickly the three blocks that it takes to get her warm motel room. It isn't the best of places, she knows, but it is the cheapest and also, they a
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It's a typical bar. A bunch of old salts reliving the golden days of their youth while a football game drones on in the background. A yellow glow shines through the room
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