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(A/N: well this happened to me in January of this year so I figured I might as well use it. Sorry about spelling and grammar mistakes, not anywhere near my strong suit. Hope you enjoy.)1
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the secrets in life is truth thats never told
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I sat in my bed, somewhere between awake and not, reading the text my stepmom had sent me about my new phone coming in. I groaned. It was too early on a Saturday. It was Valentine’s Day. I had no reason to be up. Not a minute
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I stirred my gigantic glass of chocolate milk and shook the pills out into my palm. One of my favorite shows was paused on my laptop, waiting for me to finish swallowing these tiny little white things. I stared into the bottl
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by tsavo
1400 words, 11 comments,
on Jun 9 8:32 AM. In Abuse, Action, Adult, Adventure, Biography, Dark, First person, Nonfiction, Sex
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I sat on the bus looking out the window thinking of how bored I was. No friends on the bus with me, I was all alone. Didn't have anyone to talk to and no one to laugh with. In the middle of the school year or about that time.
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by Be.Your.Own.Hero
400 words, 4 comments,
on Jun 5 5:09 PM. In Friendship, Life, Love, Nonfiction, Quiz, Random, Survey, Weird, Young adult
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If I could speak these words, if I could make them sound right, I would. I sit here and think of who we are, feet dangling off the edge of the truck. Through everything, through days and nights of hell, of poison, you’re my a
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Last summer I went to summer camp with a few girls from my school. I wasn't great friends with them, and I felt like I was intruding where I wasn't wanted. These girls never said anything to me about it, but I could feel the
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by tieed
700 words, 1 comment,
on May 12 2:30 PM. In Depression, Family, Life, Nonfiction, Other, Personal, Sad, Short story, Young adult
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Seeing as how I could probably make a life-size fort out of my old prescription bottles, I have reason to believe I am a connoisseur of ant
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"Stop trying to seduce me!" The nervous laugh tumbled out along with the words.
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I believe in Jesus Christ. I am a Christian. Many people where I came from don't believe in Christ. They think that my family is crazy for
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G H O S T O F A S I R E N
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My true story of coming from the suburbs to the ghetto.
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So now you travel the sea of shame alongside me...
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This is who I am....who are you?
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What's the worst fear? To face death or watch a loved one go through it? You decide...
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Through out history people from all over the earth have always asked questions and so it is the same for us today. One of the many question
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A scriptural interpretation of the themes of Luke.
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Some biblical scholars question whether St. Luke wrote the books in the New Testament of Luke and The Acts of the Apostles, though most agree that both books were authored by the same person.1 Luke came on the scene after the
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He brightens my day and night.
He’s there in every sight.
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I hate Jonathon Knight. He's the only thing keeping me from being happy, the only thing keeping me alive, but the only thing that kills me
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Manuel (my four-year-old nephew) didn’t seem the slightest bit surprised to see me this morning. He was playing with his trains on the table when I walked in. “Hola,” he said in calm and careless tone, smiling briefly and ret
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I decided to tell you a little bit about life on our street... I hope you can picture it. Maybe you will experience a little “culture shock” reading it. I know life here (in this town, especially) is very different than most
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by This Will Hurt
1200 words, 2 comments,
on Mar 12 5:35 PM. In Diary, Freshmen, High school, Journal, Nonfiction, Personal, Real, True, Young adult
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I'm August Johnson.
by harlottery
<100 words, 3 comments,
on Mar 6 9:41 AM
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People often ask me where i get ideas for stories and how i came about writing. most people enjoy reading my works but soon wonder where the dark, twisted tales emerge from, because i'm really not a twisted, insane individual
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When a normal person would have just brushed it off. . .I screamed and let it stay - and run all the way into my mouth! Blech!
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Or is it I have already turned a blind eye to my own self that I forgot what I want, and in doing so, began to lose myself.
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I have learned to appreciate the things that I have by the things I have lost.1
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True story about my neighbor...
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The animals need a voice.
by ice wolf
200 words, 14 comments,
on Feb 17 11:29 AM
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Funny moments while I've been stationed in the army
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Favorite (for me, reading and writing) genre: Romantic horror1
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He turned, our eyes met, it took all the will in my body not to run to him at that moment. Calm in appearance, we walked toward each other.
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