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Sister Scholastica sipped the wine from the glass on refectory table. Tongue tipped; felt the juice; remembered past and time; the taste rinsed down. Held the glass; peered at the distorted images; the sunlight from the high
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Father Joseph sat in the dark confessional in stunned silence. Either the young girl had told him a pack of lies or she was a budding Lucrezia Borgia. He fiddled with his thumbs; threw the sins she’d confessed around in his h
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Converte nos, Sister Teresa whispered, leaning forward in the darkness of the church; convert us, she repeated, sensing the infirmarian nun beside her, hearing the breath and muttered prayers. She had insisted on being wheele
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Sister Teresa felt the cold evening wind through the cloisters. Shadowy figures sounded near by; the sense of waiting; the held breath; the stillness before the office of Vespers. She refused the wheelchair; wanted to walk al
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The crucifix above my bed is old and large, said Sister Bede, it hangs from the white wall on a crooked hook; the Crucified is pinned to th
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Polly stood in the doorway of Mr Dudman’s anteroom and stared at him at his small desk, reading some papers. 1
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Polly stood in the kitchen stunned; she couldn’t quite grasp the words. Mrs Gripe, the cook, bustled about the oven, her brow wet with sweat, the hat crooked, the large eyes watery. 1
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Polly waited for Susie to catch up with her on the upper landing. She spotted Susie’s cap was askew; her hair stuck out at the sides untidily. 1
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Polly stood and gazed from the window of Master George’s room. Held back the lace curtains; pressed her small nose against the glass pane. Breath made glass steam up. She brushed it with her hand; gazed at the drive where Mas
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Hollypaw rosed the next morning, stretched and walked out of the apprentices den, and noticed her brothers were already up. 1
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Kelly scolded as she scrubbed the plates at hand. With the remainder of the bubbly soap gone and down the drain, she stacked the silverware one on top of another. When she was done with all this, her arms were sore, her finge
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Kelly scolded as she scrubbed the plates at hand. With the remainder of the bubbly soap gone and down the drain, she stacked the silverware one on top of another. When she was done with all this, her arms were sore, her finge
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My brother had me write you his storyyy
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by xXBlack.RainbowXx
400 words, 6 comments,
on Aug 2 9:07 PM 2008. In Fiction, Fragment, Lesbian, Random, Short, Story, Unedited, Unfinished, Young adult
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Read this and tell me if this girl is selfish or not.
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A crane was busy catching fees at the riverside. She has the perfect aim and was not missing even a single fish passing below the shallow water. A poor cat was impressively watching her hunting. She came nearby and asked, if
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I don’t believe in fate. I don’t believe there is a reason for everything, but I do believe that there are wrong turns, stronger forces which draw you in, no, suck you in. perhaps I’m too cynical. My wife said I was but her s
by bibi0025
700 words,
on Apr 29 4:50 AM 2008. In Death, Fiction, Homeless, Man, Morbid, Murder, Poison, Short, Story, Suicide
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It's a story about a High School Gay Guy who is trying to get through High School and losing a good friend.
Here is a Pic of Kyle:
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I sat back in the room, looking at Chris laughing at the remark May made. I laughed slightly, wanting to capture his attention and hope tha
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This is the beginning to a book I'm working on.
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A sad story that has to do with the tightest frienship of all time. A story about a young girl, that i invented and i put me in her place,
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L.S.A.D.H chapter 41 / Note to readers; Demonic’s 2 emotions are: concern, and Bonding. And shays are : Depression, and Bonding. / Just to let you know. 2 /
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I'm not sure if this is labeled poem, or story. to me its a description of opinion. Whatever, i wish me luck in this contest.
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i'm writting another story. Its not going to be based on any T.V show though, its going to be of my own charecters and immagina
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I'm coming undone, it screamed inside his head and he sat in the little room, keep holding on, he told himself though he knew it wouldnt la
by Violet Hawthorne
200 words, 5 comments,
on Nov 3 11:09 PM 2007. In , Coming undone, Dark, Fanfiction, Insane, Korn, Music, Song, Song fiction, Story
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By:Hannah.A.K.A Hannahyell0b0nanna
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Chapter 10 – For Kosuke / Now all I got to do is put my hair up again and then I got to go back sakura and Aya so they can help or at least sakura can. Then a guard walked down the hall. / “Excuse me but do you
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