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An entry in a '5 min contest'
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The quick, steady pulse of my heart pounded against my eardrums like the beat of a drum in a soldier's march. My legs were trembling with f
by Be.Your.Own.Hero
2800 words, 6 comments,
on May 1 6:21 PM. In Action, Adventure, Contest, Death, Fragment, Life, Other, Pain, Sad
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by Springs
500 words, 4 comments,
on Dec 10 11:54 AM 2008. In , Abuse, Adult, Dark, Fragment, Life, Novel, Third person, Unfinished
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Re-emergence (Cedric Ventures - 6 Dec 2008). 1
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by Be.Your.Own.Hero
900 words, 18 comments,
on Mar 8 1:43 PM. In Abuse, Adult, Fiction, Fragment, Life, Other, Rape, Sad, Society, Unfinished
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Mukou wa donna nande roune? Meaning... What's it like over there?
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This one is from Good bye Edward I still wanted to keep it but I didn't really like it.
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I drive down the street and think to myself that I am living in a place where I don't belong. I have been transplanted to here from my home out west.1
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A robot with a heart... Is it possible?
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A single paragraph that tells its own story.
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The night is a twisted labyrinth of hell-fire stars. The boy— who is he?— dances furiously, fire leaping up after every one of his graceful
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"Like I'm the biggest whore in the building? At least I have the class not to put all of my business into the papers for everyone to read," Victoria slurred. "You're nothing more than something for them to examine and stare a
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She sat on one of the kitchen counters watching him cook. He seemed so focused. She smiled to herself. He made cooking look easy... even though it wasn't. It was like an art. Or maybe it was just in comparison to her. She bur
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by joolya
900 words, 3 comments,
on Nov 14 12:32 PM 2008. In Depression, Fragment, Gay, Life, Love, Music, Novel, Other, Pain, Teen, Young adult
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by joolya
300 words, 3 comments,
on Nov 14 12:10 PM 2008. In Angst, Depression, Fragment, Gay, Introduction, Love, Music, Other, Teen, Young adult
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Writing out random things is funny. You never know what will inspire you. These are some ideas for a place.1
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Everyone said that she wrote a note explaining everything. That nothing was our fault. But I knew better than to put faith into those words. She was my best friend. The only person I could truly talk to. And deaths grip took
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 Click the title and you get something nice.  Please!
by Be.Your.Own.Hero
400 words, 5 comments,
on Nov 7 9:41 PM 2008. In , Blurb, Contest, Excerpt, Fragment, Ninja, Novel, Other, Pen name, Synopsis
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Her eyes were small, black beads. Dark circles rested ominously under her lids. Her face was pale, cherubic, but a definite weariness paled the soft rose of her cheeks. She sat, impossibly still, her back arched, her arms hug
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by Springs
400 words, 8 comments,
on Nov 1 3:13 PM 2008. In , Dark, Fragment, Gay, Novel, Starting idea, Third person, Unfinished, Weird
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It shall not be my judgement day. My waking call shall not end sooner that it was supposed to. Yet, I find a flinging path that tears me down and rips my blood from my body. Forcing the sun to burn it with hatred. I don't fee
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"Don't focus on how hard the race is; just focus on reaching the finish line."
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Rest baby.. savor it, shut off your engine and get ready for the next ride. Ride free. Ride safe. Ride back to me..
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You said you weren't mad at me...I never thought you'd lie.
by hug-it-out
200 words, 6 comments,
on Oct 26 12:21 AM 2008. In Angst, Depression, First person, Fragment, Life, Love, Pain, Personal, Sad
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After that meeting, life seemed to continue pretty normally. Alex was worried, wondering about when he’d have to test his new powers. There were a few good things that had happened recently though: the powers (duh, what kid c
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They all arrived at Alex’s house. Kyle was visibly bouncing inside himself with excitement while Chris took the traditional folded-arms-and
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Alex charged through the school building, hiding the happiness and excitement whirling about his mind with difficulty. His backpack, unzipped, spewed papers and important notes from English like a fountain. It was a different
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The bus rumbled and groaned its way through the maze of streets in Alex’s home town. Naturally, all the kids that he hated rode his bus. Their scheduled after school bus antics frequently sent all of them back to the school b
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