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She stopped in the parking lot and looked around for a space. There was one up ahead, she drove to it just as someone else pulled in. She c
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um..my mentors are my older brother, and my absolute best friend. they help me not to hate but to forgive and also not to care about pretty much everything but to laugh it all off. my brother showed me a way to escape the s
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There was a young woman. Her only desire in this life was to become the kind of daughter that her mother longed for. Yet no matter what she
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Safaia's father left her with her stepmother and step-sisters. NOT A CINDERELLA REWRITE
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A granddaughter visits her grandfather for what could be the last time.
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A short story about a wall in a house with many layers of wallpaper, each one giving an insight into the people who lived there.
by Daire
1300 words,
on Nov 11 7:13 PM. In Dark, Death, Family, Fiction, Life, Pain, Sad, Short story, Third person, Tragedy
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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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Will consistently threw pebbles at me while I lobbed cinderblocks back at him.
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Jonathon Clark Harris looked down at the shell that was once his brother. Hazel eyes staring upward, pink mouth agape; James was dead.1
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Sorry but Light had to be on he can't just die and thats it no more Light yet always and L I needed both for this to work
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On one rainy Friday afternoon, a red car swerved off the road crashing into another blue car. The person in the red car was fine, nothing more then just a few bruises.1
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Come kids, it's time for church.1
by Annie13
200 words, 2 comments,
on Nov 6 10:58 AM. In Church, Contest, Faking life, Family, Family that sucks, Life, Personal, Poetry, Teen
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A soft knock came from Izzy’s door. Yet it didn’t seem to faze her as she slept curled up with her pillow.1
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Just like Izzy, Jacob went straight home. He knew he had been a half an hour late to coming home but he hoped it was just late enough. Where his parents went to bed not caring, anymore.1
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Bobby was an orphan whose mum died when he was only young. As he is an orphan his Christmas is very cold and gloomy, his presents are imaginary and his Christmas dinner is just anything that he can find on trees or on bushes.
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We did not live in a perfect, it had never been our world.
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Hope these names work for you! I believe these names will do.
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This was a piece of HomeWork is was given by my DT teacher. I had to write a memory, including objects I remembered.
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Izzy came home tired from her night. The house was quite. It seemed that her brother, Charlie and boyfriend, James, were out. It was Saturday night after all.1
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A family of 16 trying balance on life.
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The third chapter to "A very tough teenage life".
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My grandfather was always there. The night I was born at the hospital, crying my first cries and opening my eyes for the first time, he was there. He held me in his arms and cradled me. He knew he loved me the first time he s
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If you want him to notice you, if you want anything else; you've got to make it happen. Nothing comes free. All right, you want me to make
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