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Well, it's only 10 words...
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After dinner Ash went up to her room and booted up her computer. Kevin had already replied to her message.1
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Autumn is my time of year. All the leaves change color and there is always a nice warm breeze. I can climb trees and play soccer outside wi
by Bethany
300 words, 8 comments,
on Jan 16 7:53 PM. In , Loss
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I was looking in the window at the perfect family. The wind whipped and caused my hair to lash at my face. I could go in, sure but I wasn't
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It is not for my benefit that I write these precious words which consume me.I have no choice.The pen in my hand moves methodically.
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Do you know what happens, when a two becomes a three?1
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Walking into the bedroom I happen to notice your picture hanging on the wall.
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I'm not sure if I want people to read this... I don't know...
One last thing http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=fa1xhHBOVbE
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Falling from the light of his eyes.
Falling through to this wonderful guy.
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I’m plunged
Inside a dark abyss
by Friesian
300 words, 10 comments,
on Oct 26 6:58 PM 2008. In Bipolar, Deep, Depression, Hurt , Lissy, Lonely, Loss, Ocd, Poem
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by Lord Dagwood
600 words, 1 comment,
on Oct 21 11:07 PM 2008. In Adult, Children, Dark, Death, Family, Fiction, Hurt, Loss, Sad, Sadness, Tragic
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you left me here
all alone in this world
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The broken sound of a coffin being lowered into the frozen ground filled my heart with the memories of times lost to the sterile smells of the hospital. A soulless procession followed the dull beat of an ebony coffin as
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A soft wind tussles the hair of innocents
As dew drops glistening like the night stars
by Friesian
200 words, 5 comments,
on Oct 16 7:29 PM 2008. In , Deep, Depression, Hurt , Lissy, Lonely, Loss, Poem, Poetry, Rando
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The air around me seemed to be toxic, because every time I tried to breathe my lungs would sting. It was very dark outside – the only sound I could perceive was the chirping of crickets. I looked up to observe a dark shy beho
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A quest to experience the annual gathering of the Mariposa Ojos Azules, in the Amazonian jungle of Peru.
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Look beneath the depths1
by Friesian
100 words, 4 comments,
on Oct 11 4:02 PM 2008. In Deep, Depression, Hurt , Lissy, Lonely, Loss, Poem, Poetry, Rando
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short stories of children who have been adopted by vampires
by wenry
2100 words, 10 comments,
on Oct 9 10:40 PM 2008. In Family, Fantasy, Horror, Loss, Love, Other, Short story, Teen, Unfinished, Vampires
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I opened my window and looked out to see Connor holding a rock. He smiled at me and morphed back into a wolf. I jumped out of my window and fell about 49 stories before opening my wings just before hitting the ground. Even wi
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A short story, hope yall likes.
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In the perilous wind, an abstract mind1
by Friesian
100 words, 3 comments,
on Sep 16 5:48 PM 2008. In Deep, Depression, Hurt, Lissy, Lonely, Loss, Poem, Poetry, Random, Sad
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by Friesian
100 words, 4 comments,
on Sep 9 11:51 AM 2008. In Deep, Depression, Hurt, Lissy, Lonely, Loss, Poem, Poetry, Random, Sad
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Soft, soft
Velvet stars dance
by Friesian
100 words, 3 comments,
on Sep 8 7:48 PM 2008. In , Deep, Illness, Lissy, Loss, Love, Poem, Poetry, Random, Thief
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have you ever loved someone that you aren't supposed to?
by lexiconsthedevil
200 words, 3 comments,
on Aug 20 2:46 PM 2008. In Depression, Loss, Love, Pain, Personal, Poem, Poetry, Romance, Sad, Tragedy
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I was walking home from school, then, there was a twitch of emotion from inside of me, loss, or was it anger? I decided to ignore it. When
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I tried reaching his face, that danced in the flame but it didn’t end well.
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Even now I could still remember the way he looked.
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Memories. They are such a precious thing to have, yet also so painful to hold, especially when they are all you have left. As I sit here wi
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Jay Craven was sure that two months was enough time.
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DREAMING1 / I dreamed last night2 / and your perfectly formed image appeared3 / in my mind4 / so like a i
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Losing you proves that there's a love
a love that can fall down like rain
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His name was Jamison O'Dell, and he was perfect. At least, that's what everyone thought.
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And now, the six o’clock news with me, Susie Day. First our main story. Lily Wilks, an eight year old girl has been reported missing from her home in Luisham. She was last seen walking home alone, along the quiet road towards
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Stephen King's Cujo gets revenge on a relative of the first movie.
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Why can't it all be like it was before he left. Before my life was ruined. Why can't things have turned out the way they should have been,
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And from that day forward, I never looked back. But then again, I could never really forget the strange room of memories either.
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It was in the two hundred and twenty first hour1 / You pulled the cord and cut my power2 / Now I’m in a twisted position3 / As I’m unco
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Twenty thousand times I tried to win1 / I tried for you2 / And felt twenty thousand failures all over again3 / I tried to change myself
by bloodkissed
<100 words, 3 comments,
on Jan 31 10:22 AM 2008. In Bloodkissed, Dark, Depression, Loss, Math, Other, Pain, Poem, Poetry
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Tito was packing his bags for his visit to his Grandpa Otto’s in Hawaii. “I hope grandpa will teach me how to surf this year.” He eagerly t
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The pain he caused her finally became to much to handle...
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My friend (my nightmare) vanished. Now finding myself sleeping in her old bed, I need to get over her or go mad.
by cewelman
700 words, 1 comment,
on Jan 7 6:57 PM 2008. In Anger, Angst, Death, First person, Friends, Letter, Life, Loss, Personal, Sadness
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