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The Little Leader

"Why did I have to dress up as Napoleon?" Billy thought as he entered the Halloween party. His friends were dressed ...

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Henry was here

Once upon a time there was little man whom no-one believed. His name was Henry, and he loved to go to parties. But wh...

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I waited for her, all night long I stood there waiting. As the crowd dissipated, I was left erect and waiting. I make...

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The ring

It's here somewhere. How did we lose it in the first place? I don't dare say it out loud, because they'll blame me....

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War Time Packages

There was nothing like getting the supplies in every month with the boys to lift everyone's spirits. Goodies, magazi...

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Boxes

Boxes upon boxes upon boxes upon boxes. Buried beneath more boxes and found deep below even more boxes. We've built o...

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Last cat alive

They laughed at the little thing as it squirmed The dark water so close but so far away now in their minds The way th...

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This is my cat

I have a cat. Look at my cat. This is my cat. I have a cat. The cat likes it when I hold it. The cat likes to put i...

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Alfie

She held the cat tightly in her arms, relishing in the warmth. It was comforting, strangely comforting, how much she ...

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Bombs were the last thing on his mind.

11 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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The Question

Bombs were the last thing on his mind. Everyone was hiding under desks, wary of the slightest sound whereas he was w...

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History

Bombs, were the last thing on his mind. Jack turned and spoke " It's funny, that today would have to be the day we be...

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Sales

Bombs were the last thing on his mind. So, when the topic came up, Ben was staring out the window thinking about his ...

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They were listening.

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Listening

Blood dripped down from my arms to my legs. I was bound to a pole in an empty room with nothing but a mirror to look ...

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They Were Listening

I crept silently through then corridor, the occasional creak of the floorboards abruptly halting me in my path. The...

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Interrogation

They were listening. I wasn't worried though, It's not like I had anything important to say. Just knowing that they w...

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