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To my brothers David and Mit with Love from their little Sis
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my favorate scent in the world is the smell of sun. A one of a kind scent that brings memories of dandelions and spraying water on kids fr
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I ran down the shadowed length of the forest path, leaping over bushes wrapped in thorns and mossy stumps. My chest was heaving, eyes water
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Reluctantly I pulled myself up off the sand, walking unwillingly towards the end of the beach. The now dark sky was clear and the stars sho
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Why would you say colors aren't feelings?!?!
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GUYZ I WROTE THIZ ABOUT WHEN I WAS 12 SO PLEASE DONT BE HARSH LOLZ!1 / As delighted as I am right now, /
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This minute and a half was enough to make me crazy.
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Summer breezes blow your hair.1 / The sun beating on your face as the feeling of warmth overcomes your body.2 / The smell of the ocean fills your lungs as you inhale
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My favorite story I have ever written since the beginning of my life. 
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Sweet, sweet euphoria1 / Wash over like an ocean wave and sweep me under2 / To your cool depths 3 / Echo with soundless bliss
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When a little girl named Opal finally finds her real father... They live happily ever after.
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Happy, such a vauge concept. To personify it makes most good writers struggle. A feeling of colors rushing in your brain, your inside flutt
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Don't expect a normal story from me..... you'll probably be surprised, so I won't give anything away 
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I don't live there right now, but it was the town in which I was born, and it shall always remain close to me.1 / I was born there in 1987, it was a small market town, set upon one ancient cobble
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“HE'S ALIVE!” Sonni shouted hysterically. Moony's face was absolutely priceless.
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INTERESTING letters to Santa Slause.
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i am a kid going throu 4,th grade i like to make songs mostly sad a little happy and 5% of peaple like me 10% of peaple hate me and 85% of peaple dont know me
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Spread your wings and fly the coop.1 / I was at the age 16. I yearned for more, but moving out into the big wide world really intimid
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"Oh my god!!!!" She screamed. Isabella had been walking to her dorm after dinner, when she saw one of her friends that she hadn't spoken to
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It will be, like twilight, the afterglow, the exciting, most beautiful part of my life. And I will cry. My dreams - the sunset - are only t
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I opened my notebook and scribbled a stray sentence, then stared at the spidery letters. They were totally true, and I wondered why.
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"Hey, Todd?" hissed Ruby "I think you better go, Topaz is coming" Todd looked at her. "You're kidding!" he asked, looking over her should
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A little boy of 19 months runs across the room giggling with happiness as he tosses about a yellow rubber duck. He finds the whole image so eventful, that the outside world would never understand why he laughed. A father si
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The hot summer’s air beats down onto my skin, tiny beads of sweat form against my tanned forehead. The lemonade glass, that sits in my hand cools me off only slightly, I allow the fan from my bedroom window to do the rest. I’
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On the 3rd of December 1912, Samantha Chrissyi Jones was born. Only mintues after she was born her mother died due to excessive blood loss during child birth. Now Sam lived with her father in Texas. When Sam turned nine her father decided to tell her why
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