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I've had this happen almost.
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Dark Character...a soon-to-be-killer.
by Noodle.
600 words, 10 comments,
on Sep 13 9:36 AM 2008. In , Contest, Horror, Humor, Murder, Other, Starting idea, Strange, Third pers
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A large wolven creature with the average body of a wolf, the golden eyes of a snake...
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Johnny stared into the camera pointing down at him from the entrance to his home. That hadn't been here when he left. Such was life. He did
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1 "And the frog said to the Princess of Guatanee1
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Like many of the cars in Greenville, the Reverend’s vehicle no longer ran, but was pulled by a team of two work horses.
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How can we assume humans are the hieght of intelligence when they cannot even think for themselves? What most humans define as thiking for themselves is what fashion they choose to be a slave to. Be it Dior, Armani or some ot
by Thousand Petals
300 words, 13 comments,
on Sep 9 1:17 PM 2008. In Life, Non fiction, Nonfiction, Other, Psychology, Society, Strange, The, Weird
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What if there were a finite amount of pain in the world?
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Emotions playing around in my head, music flowing through my ears. Eyes are bloodshot, sore and wanting to close. Not yet, just a few more
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No matter what death is around it cant hide your children will ask about it and even your little sis no matter what its going to be there, but you know what death is bad enough as losing somebody you know or love. Your mom di
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by Asphyxiette
2200 words, 1 comment,
on Sep 3 7:33 PM 2008. In Dark, Death, Fiction, Romance, Short story, Strange, Teen, Third person, Young adult
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My words of deep meaning.
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CHEESE
by sashimi-boberetta
<100 words, 5 comments,
on Sep 2 1:28 PM 2008. In Depression, Gay, Horror, Inspirational, Naruto, Poem, Spiritual, Strange, Weird
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Phil had been joining crazy religions or cults all his life. It was his nature. However, he always had his doubts about them in the end. He was an atheist at heart but refused to believe it. He started when he was a kid. He o
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“NOOO!” I shout sitting strait up in bed
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Hmmm... A tree. This close? Brushing my face? Where am I? In a car? In the driver seat?! I don't remember driving... And what's that sticky
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Her eyes roam from me, to the tangerine halves gripped in my toes, to the sign, and back to me. I see her mouth twist and her face pucker
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They say I'm crazy1
by Thousand Petals
100 words, 1 comment,
on Aug 29 12:56 PM 2008. In Dark, Lost love, Love, Other, Pettirosso, Poem, Robyn, Romace, Strange, Violet
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The old man wore back, from his large oversized head to his huge feet . . . when he spoke, his audience in the abandoned office block hushed, not wanting to miss a thing, as if he were a great oriental religious teacher whose
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Numbers. Could they drive you insane?
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