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My name is Samantha, but online I go by not_done_baking. Give or a take a few underscores. The name is weird, but unique and definitely not a name that is going to force you to put a few numbers at the end. That was one of thby not done baking 300 words, 2 comments, on Jun 28 4:01 PM 2008
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“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.” Ernest Hemmingwayby not done baking 1100 words, 2 comments, on Jun 9 12:47 AM 2008. In Instructional
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The party was going nowhere fast. It was the first party of the year, the first party of high school. It was supposed to be monumental, but the party was tame with the parents on stand by. Tessa and Madison clung on to the ho
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The lust in his eyes was still evident. It had been so long since I had first seen the smoke swirling in his eyes, something I had first thought was a trick of the light was really the first clue that I was being forced to taby not done baking 1300 words, 6 comments, on May 24 10:46 PM 2008. In Love
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“I stared at the shivering black glass for a long moment, until it was still. Then I sighed, and opened the window as far as it would go.”by not done baking 1100 words, 3 comments, on May 16 1:19 AM 2008
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Ignoring the need for blood was hard. I had underestimated how much of my mind would be focused on blood. And at the same time, I was minutely aware of what would be happening after the transformation.1by not done baking 4400 words, 5 comments, on May 8 1:53 AM 2008. In Christmas, Dark, Fanfiction, First person, Love, Twilight
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Ignoring the need for blood was hard. I had underestimated how much of my mind would be focused on blood. And at the same time, I was minutby not done baking 4400 words, 3 comments, on May 8 1:51 AM 2008. In Christmas, Dark, Fanfiction, First person, Love, Twilight
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The party was going nowhere fast. It was the first party of the year, the first party of high school. The party was tame with the parents on stand by, perhaps if they weren’t it would have been livelier.1by not done baking 1900 words, 4 comments, on May 4 7:48 PM 2008
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I woke up groggy, my head in a terrible state from the overdose of drugs. But I was thankful for it in more ways than one, the pain from my injuries was all but gone and with my mind spinning around in circles it was much harby not done baking 4400 words, 1 comment, on May 4 5:38 PM 2008
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My brother Spencer, seventeen, has autism. He speaks in mostly echolalia, a mixture of street names, animals, military terms, video games and Sesame Street characters. While he can communicate with his family and peers, bothby not done baking 1600 words, 15 comments, on May 1 3:35 PM 2008. In Autism, Essay, Family, First person
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The spirits of the former tenants are still in the house; I’ve heard the music, I’ve heard the laughter, I’ve heard the howls in the night. 1 / I’ve seen the smolders in my dreams. Their faces ha
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My eyes were raw and dry; there were no more tears to moisten them. My throat was tight; my mind was blank with shock. But, even still I could remember the day Darren and I had met.1 / *
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Born October 3, 1989, 18 year old Samantha Sanders died suddenly last night in her vacation home in the Santa Cruz Mountains after an earthquake struck nearby. Samantha had an interest in earthquakes from an early age and feeby not done baking 300 words, 1 comment, on Apr 11 8:36 PM 2008. In Obituary
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And that's okay.1 / For seventeen years of my life brushing my brother’s teeth, telling him to go take a shower and helping him form full s
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by not done baking 800 words, 7 comments, on Apr 11 6:03 PM 2008. In First person, Love, Teen, Young adult
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The Journals1 / You were beautiful when I picked you up. Blushing from the cold. I could only imagine what Alice would have to say about our matching outfits.2 / I d
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The party was going nowhere fast. It was the first party of the year, the first party of high school. The party was tame with the parents o
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. / I love thee to the ocean, the rocky mountains / and low terrain, as far as reception can reach. / I love thee to the brightness of your LCD light / and the loudness of your
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He left and relief flooded through me. I pulled myself up off the floor and surveyed the room. My sheets were twisted on the floor, my lamp was on the floor and the bulb was completely shattered. Pictures had fallen off my ma
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my hart hurts momme / but u dont seem to understand / this stikers wont help / nor will talking to this funi man1 / im using all the words
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I hadn't meant to upset him, / Mr. Hubert had kept me in class. / It wasn't my fault.1 / But he didn't care.2 / The cover-up fixed more tha
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by not done baking 600 words, 3 comments, on Mar 2 12:00 AM 2008. In , Fear, Fiction, First person, Science fiction, Suspense, Tragedy
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It’s 7am on a Saturday and I am waking up to do what every sixteen-year wants to do on their day off: Cleaning up the creek. 1 / The idea of catching up on sleep flies out the window. I wasn’t wiby not done baking 600 words, on Mar 1 11:03 PM 2008
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I am my brother's keeper-- and that's okayby not done baking 1200 words, 5 comments, on Feb 29 9:49 PM 2008. In Autism, Brother, Family, Friendship
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by not done baking 100 words, on Feb 26 11:30 PM 2008. In , Abuse, Dark, Depression, Love, Poetry, Teen, Young adult
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by not done baking 100 words, 6 comments, on Feb 24 10:06 PM 2008. In Poem, Poetry, Romance, Young adult
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Lyddy could take over the world if she wasn’t careful about how much knowledge she digested.by not done baking 200 words, 1 comment, on Feb 23 7:29 PM 2008. In , Friendship, Poem, Poetry, Teen
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by not done baking 200 words, 6 comments, on Feb 23 12:51 PM 2008. In Poetry, Self-confidence, Teen, Young adult
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by not done baking 1100 words, 12 comments, on Feb 23 12:21 AM 2008. In Fiction, Love, Romance, Teen, Young adult
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