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Lost, without a hand to hold.

20 stories · started about 15 years ago
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Lost without him

My father had died.I was lost without any one to hold my hand.I was left alone. With no family.My hand just banged ag...

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Looking Back

It was such a long time ago. Such a very long time ago. Yet for some reason she had still believed she would know t...

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Lost

When I lost my mother in the store, I was only three years old. I can't remember what happened but I still wake up in...

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11 stories · started over 15 years ago
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The blind Spot

Annabelle Clarisse, was born blind but her disability never stopped her from visualising the world with her other sen...

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Children's Game

I could feel their glares. They loved to do this. I kept tripping over branches and I could feel the cuts on my arms....

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Prey

"It was just like all the others. "Fear. Defense. Anonymity. "Just enough of the subject's face had been blurred so...

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Burn

His apology was not the thing she'd expected when she checked her phone in the morning. With one eye she stared at th...

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A Future in a Story

"What is this?" I ask, my voice becoming more and more hysterical with every word I say. "It's your life." Jordan say...

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text

The words hovered beneath my glowing finger, power incarnate. I lifted the text, spinning it lazily in the air, befor...

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Once, in Beijing, a young girl in a red gown huddled in a doorway.

123 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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The girl in the red gown

Once, in Beijing, a young girl in a red gown huddled in a doorway. It was snowing, freezing her slowly. She continued...

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Red Gown

Rain poured down, next to her, the doorway shielding her. She clutched her red gown as she huddled down close to the ...

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Liun

Once, in Beijing, a young girl in a red gown huddled in a doorway. It was raining, her hair was plastered to her fac...

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15 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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Bubbles for me tonight

There was a party in the upstairs of the building. On the roof. It was my building too. I had lived there for many ye...

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Hope

She hadn't felt like this since she was six years old. Once, at a circus, she had begged her father for a balloon, sw...

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Flight

The power of flight could be transferred. When Marisa first discovered this, she was thrilled. As far as she knew, o...

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