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Her feet, numb with pain as she stumbled down the cold, lonely streets of New York; the alleys, paved with chilling pebbles managed to create perfect indentations upon her rough, yet fragile souls that told stories of past ha
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Finally part 6 sorry i wrotte it late ^^'
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“We’re going on the trails today?” I shout, a gleeful child of three small years. A short, somewhat chubby child, having hair not unlike an oak tree. Strong like the trunk, thick like the branches, dark like the bark, and bloby Moonchild14 700 words, 4 comments, on Sep 13 7:05 PM. In Butterfly, Childhood, Dream, First person, Happy, Memories
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Before I start i want to say that it is the first time i ever wrote a poem.1
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A simple object calls much to mind.by bumblebee belle 400 words, 17 comments, on Aug 27 6:53 PM. In Childhood, Hmm, Inspirational, Life, Sad, Twist
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I thought it would only be 400 words or so...haha oops.
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by The Lost Cause 100 words, 5 comments, on May 18 7:11 PM. In Childhood, Depression, First personish, My life, Poem
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exhaustion. work. procrastanation.1
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by Rawrr. 400 words, 2 comments, on Jan 21 11:56 AM. In Childhood, Dark, Depression, First person, Hope, Inspirational, Life, Personal, Sad
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This was a true story. And this was the thing that formed who I am today.
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Six-years-old is a difficult time to be crushed by the weight of the world. There's the occasional skinned knee, realizations about variousby justjoeindenver 1600 words, 3 comments, on Dec 22 9:28 AM 2008. In Childhood, Gowing up, Humor, School, Valentine's day
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Ah... reminiscence
by Much-Dipstick 700 words, 8 comments, on Oct 2 11:35 AM 2008. In Childhood, Friends, Past, Reminisce -
As I was reading this contest I knew exactly what I would write about. Ha, I can see it vividly within my mind now. When I was around 8 or 9 I LOVED the Backstreet Boys. I mean, they were the boy band that many young fan girl
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by Celticjedi 2100 words, 2 comments, on Sep 21 12:57 PM 2008. In Childhood, Comfort, Love, Siblings, Young adult
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Music plays drifting through the night air1
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by Andrew Timothy 1100 words, 2 comments, on Aug 8 11:34 AM 2008. In Childhood, Life, Lost friendships, Memories, Sad
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1 / The young boy of eight lay his head down on his bedroom floor, his right ear pressed down firmly to the wooden boards and listened to the jolly birthday music that floated from the floor bellby Yuki-O 1000 words, 1 comment, on Jun 1 10:07 AM 2008. In Childhood, Fiction, Friendship, Other, Short story
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As soon as the sun set, my energy began. My internal body clock was bursting with vitality. It wasn’t even close to shutting down for the night. Everyone else in the house was yawning and stretching, slipping into pajamasby Richard Paranoia 100 words, 1 comment, on Mar 31 8:23 PM 2008. In Childhood
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Remember when we used to put our hearts into friendships? It didn’t matter if it was convenient or if you were of the same social class. The rich played with the poor because we didn’t know the difference. If your best frby Richard Paranoia 100 words, 1 comment, on Mar 8 9:12 PM 2008. In Childhood
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by Bullet.Name 100 words, 7 comments, on Oct 17 8:29 PM 2007. In , Childhood, Father, Poem, Thoughts
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Such acts of selfish intents has been a downfall for all mortals gifted with freewill.by Lazerith 900 words, 4 comments, on Dec 10 7:38 PM 2007. In Childhood, Descriptive, Dismay, Life, Misery, Non-fiction, Updated of
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I was eight when the tooth fairy forgot to switch my tooth with a quarter when I was sleeping. / I was sure that it was mom who really did
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Im on my own, / been left alone. / No light, / and Im always kept from sight. / I feel no love, / nor I feel pain. / In the end, it all feels the same. / Im wont whisper, /
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On a sunny day in April of my seventh year, I found myself running around my back lawn with my dog. It was the first sunny day in a few days and I was excited to be outside. I fell to my knees and rolled over onto my back. I stared at the baby blue sky, b
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by tealgin 3800 words, 3 comments, on Mar 11 7:39 PM 2007. In Childhood, Depression, Emotional, Love, Third person, Young adult
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