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I never thought a break up could be so beautiful.
by Kevan
500 words, 7 comments,
on Nov 14 9:20 AM. In Drama, First person, Gay, Life, Love, Pain, Personal, Sad, Short story, Teen
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I'm sorry that this one is so short everyone but I'm itching to bring our favourite character back into the picture! I've got plenty in sto
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Her hair was dark red, her eyes emerald. She grew up in one town, but spent half of her time in another. No one knew her in her hometown, except for a couple neighbors who had been there since before she was born. Music was w
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Sakura's hot tears ran down her face onto Itachi's hand that was keeping her from making any noise as he and Kisame dragged her down the main hall way to there black car with red clouds on it.1
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A one act play about two people waiting at a hospital to see if their friend will live or die.
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Angie shuffled her short black hair. She had forgotten how much she looked like him when she cut her hair that way.1
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by XO-rOmAnTiCgAl-xO
100 words, 3 comments,
on Nov 11 10:40 AM. In Drama, First person, Life, Love, Other, Poem, Poetry, Romance, Sad, Teen, Young adult
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This is why I don’t write romance— anymore.1
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by Zsadist Gates
1000 words, 1 comment,
on Nov 10 10:21 PM. In Abuse, Adult, Dark, Depression, Drama, Literary, Nano novel, Novel, Thriller
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The witch tentatively stepped outside of her humble little cottage on the top of the Rolling Hills. She looked up in the sky. She looked down at the ground. No sign of it. She breathed a sigh of relief.1
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by Zsadist Gates
1100 words, 1 comment,
on Nov 9 7:15 PM. In Abuse, Adult, Dark, Depression, Drama, Literary, Nano novel, Novel, Thriller
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All I could focus on was Fenton’s bald head. A cruel joke that stripped away what was left of his dignity; his silky brown mullet.1
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the first part on water from my role plays
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by makemebreakme555
2300 words, 4 comments,
on Nov 8 9:49 PM. In Adventure, Drama, Fantasy, Fiction, Humor, Life, Love, Romance, Teen, Young adult
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In the background low conversations buzzed about the Call Center. I was standing by a young recruit with pale blond hair, my hands resting
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Seven years have passed by and nothing is the same. Everyone has a new set of problems to face.
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