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Phillip said to his brother, "I saw her again last night in my dream." Phillip was a big young man with sandy hair and blue smiling eyes.
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We spent a day and a half employing people to work on my appearance, the finished product, fair to average, probably six perhaps even seven
by wattle
4500 words, 49 comments,
on Apr 16 4:01 PM 2006. In Fiction
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HARRIET / I couldn’t have been more than seven or eight years old when I first laid eyes on Harriet. She, however, never quite saw me. Inst
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They walked hand in hand down the path, the sun streaming through the trees casting soft shadows on them both...
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Do not NOT NOT NOT read this if you are in any way a fan of the Twilight series. Seriously don't.
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Hello Daddy, / I haven't seen you for two weeks now daddy. Mummy says your not coming back. I don't believe her. She says that you would come back, but you can't. She says that you're very, very happy, 'cos y
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MIRROR, MIRROR, ON THE WALL /A tale to REFLECT upon...A little..."LIGHT" reading...if you find...The TIME! Have fun!
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Reading this...with a dictionary...should increase your vocabulary...by at least two dozen words!
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It was a beautiful day.
So there.
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A young magician recalls an old vanished magician...and the magic he left behind.
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Born deformed, Lilith Abildgaard's actions set a horrifying precedence.
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Cold Feet
Everyday after school I walked by Victoria’s Secret. In the display window were
by dave ochs
1000 words, 37 comments,
on Apr 7 10:53 PM 2006
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The final thoughts of a suicide bomber.
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A love story of a young man and woman and their struggles.
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A Little Unfinished Monkey Business / by GARY ALEXANDER
The real story on what Monkeying around could lead to!
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Lesson Learned Too Late
I was not a popular girl, I was not a loser. I wasn't especially pretty, I wasn't ugly... to be honest I wasn't much of anything. L
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Looking up at the sky she closed her eyes again, opening them slowly and trying to focus. Shaking her head she wiggled her fingers and checked that nothing was broken. Surprisi
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They say that evil lurks in the hearts of men, that everyone has their own personal demon. What they don’t say is how to live with it.
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A man who always fought the urge gives into it.
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What happens when the bounds of Time and Space are exceeded and broken?
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A Dragon...A Wizard...A Vision...a Story...Perhaps.
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The Attic
Alone in the attic. On drugs. Feeling tired, alone. Visions hazy. It’s dark, and I’m alone in the attic. Alone... in the attic.
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I snuggle close to her in bed, as close as I dare without waking her, alerting her to my proximity... I spoon her back, draping my arm cau
by Jinxgirl
800 words, 14 comments,
on May 7 10:59 AM 2006
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In this day of the Instant Message and the super fast Internet that we all have or would aspire to have, we also have the ability to hurt w
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Every artist was once an amateur; some stayed that way, others were mediocre, and few were brilliant.
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The moon illuminated the night portraying a romantic atmosphere for lovers but for the lone figure that stalked through that night, it was
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The worst day of my life was the day God told me I would die.
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by Kd
700 words, 19 comments,
on May 6 8:16 PM 2006. In Erotica
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It's that time of year again. The time when a bunch of men head to a field to play with their balls...
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You type in your password1 / And you click sign in, 2 / Hoping to find someone, 3 / To share the sorrows within. 4
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"The Guardian stood in the eaves of his forest. His hand rested on the trunk of a tall cedar, his eyes searched the horizon for threat..."
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Sally was at the tricky part of a white mud cake when she heard the doorbell ring. “Go round the back,” she yelled thinking it was Mikey home from school early.
“G’day? I’
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It's now officially Valentine's Day, and just hours ago we held hands and took an enormous leap away from the unpretentious safety of our f
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This is a story about the "bottom line"...the final tally...the end product. What it's ALL about.
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LUCKY / I suppose the word best used to describe her then would be “lanky.” It was a word I recall hearing more often then than now. Now, y
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BEN BORDEN / In the old days, when the house was young, her tenants were young, and come to think of it, the neighborhood was young. Change
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