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Created an alter ego, became her.1
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A hole of fame, a crevice of thieves1
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Staying up was never one of the things that I could do when I was a little kid, but that day was different-I had to stay up because it was Christmas Eve and Christmas day was only a few hours away. 1
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It was a time of chasing butterflies, riding bikes all day with friends, climbing trees, drinking from the water hose and staying out fromby Lady Pixie 1300 words, 31 comments, on Mar 3 11:27 PM. In Abuse, First person, Life, Memoir, Non fiction, Personal, Sad
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The white picked railings made me laugh hysterically inside my mind, The vision of my limp body staked through and bleeding to death causeby Prodigious.Mirth 1600 words, 1 comment, on Feb 26 12:10 AM. In Angst, Hope, Life, Memoir, Other, Pain, Personal, Romance, Short story, Starting idea
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When things for me began to get worseby InksterMoxy 2000 words, 1 comment, on Jan 19 5:09 PM. In Memoir
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Sensing someone was saying something ironic; he had quickly pulled off to the side of the road and turned off his lights.
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Death is a woman, on her period, with a mission.
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What more attractive idea is there than bringing a hot plate of scrambled eggs and hash browns to a table with a naked dancing lady?
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I don’t tell anyone of my dreams anymore. A false front is easier to deal with than a list of questions I can’t answer.
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I concentrated quite hard and lifted my hand up towards the test subject, who was this time a very attractive bleach blond girl.
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“I just want Phil to lead for a while.” I looked at my dad, and felt a slight uneasiness in my stomach.
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I realized my dad had not been joking about the possibility of losing my life on this trip.
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Motorcycle Trips.
I hate that term. It is too plain, too un-glorifying. From now on, I will refer to these excursions as they should be -
Motorcycle Trips.
I hate that term. It is too plain, too un-glorifying. From now on, I will call these excursions what they should be c -
Now in my early forties, and having just been shocked by an outburst in the village pub, during which an irate local told me to go back home to England, it got me to thinking about my Father. He had spent most of his adult li
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It was winter in the western hemisphere, and definitely winter in Minnesota. In Florida, however, winter is just another word for balmy inby IrishYndina 1700 words, 16 comments, on Feb 29 9:08 PM 2008. In Memoir
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No You’re Not Like All The Rest. 1 / Kyrsta Arnold2 / He blew a cigarette out of his mouth and the ashes hit his nose. As he exhaled the l
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Coma1 / I died on September 30, 2007. Not as in ‘’nail my coffin” dead, but more like a “my best friend got hit by a drunk driver and he wont wake up.” dead. Yeah. I got the news on a band comby ThisIsMyWonderland 300 words, on Jan 30 11:48 AM 2008. In Memoir
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I should never have gotten my license; or so my driver’s test administer lead me to believe as he calmly stated the words “you know you’re on the wrong side of the road.”1 / “Yeah, I know,” I re
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A memoir of an expierence from death of a truly loved one....by thelovesongwriter 1400 words, 1 comment, on Jun 24 5:22 PM 2007. In Death, Family, First person, Life, Memoir, Personal, Sad
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This story is my life down to a T - exept the necklace, I made that up to be a symbol, and the part where my brother dies, he exists but he
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by RonPrice 7200 words, on Nov 12 9:06 PM 2006. In Adult, Autobiographical, Baha'i, First person, Memoir, Other, Spiritual
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by RonPrice 7100 words, 1 comment, on Nov 12 9:00 PM 2006. In Adult, Autobiographical, Baha'i, First person, Memoir, Other, Spiritual
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by greeneyedmuse 2500 words, on Nov 6 8:21 AM 2006. In Memoir
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by bearhunter 900 words, 1 comment, on Mar 29 9:01 PM 2006. In <200 paragraphs, Adult, Biography, Fragment, Memoir
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