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He was always a weird kid.

1 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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Words were labels that he had never paticularly enjoyed. Words were lazy, letting you lapse into not thinking about t...

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5 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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On the dotted line

Idyllic farmhouse? Well, appearances can be deceiving, I suppose. If the For Sale sign in front had said, "Abandon a...

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Burning Love

The day it burned down my mother locked herself in her room and wouldn't take any visitors. "Mom, come out of there...

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Sanctuary

The zombies beat upon the door to the church. The flowering vines clung to the brink walls like dead man's fingers, w...

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Travel light, but take everything with you.

19 stories · started about 15 years ago
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Light travel

I look at the glistening gold clock hung onto the station wall. Time is ticking. So slowly I feel that time has froze...

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The Opportunity

This note. This one note. This small little ticket of joy, was my way out of here. Out of this dump. Where flies cons...

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Perhaps

"Travel light, but take everything with you," he said, his sky eyes looking off into the distance, "you never know wh...

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10 stories · started over 15 years ago
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predator

The earthy smell of autumn leaves surrounded me and stimulated my senses. The crisp crunch of leaves was projected th...

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The red dawn lies

Some mornings, when the sun rose just right, it was almost like nothing had happened. This was one of those mornings...

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Wind Wind Wind

She ran off into the plants and tall grasses and let her body sway with the wind. She called it her meditation, the o...

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Swing.

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The death swing

My mind was moving faster than my body. I wanted to play in the swing so bad but my feet weren't moving fast enough. ...

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Missing

I let out a heavy sigh as I stepped over the cobwebs, allowing myself to have a moment of preparation. The swing rock...

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grievously unavoidable

she couldn't do it. her moist, clammy hands clung to the wooden pole with vicious might as she drew in intermittent, ...

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6 Minute Story

Signs were put up on the wall, all help is lost . The war took the lives of many great, respectable people but this w...

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Doodle

Becky hoped Tom saw what she had written before her teacher did. Mr. Smith was notoriously tidy about the things in ...

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Tree Hugger

I never liked autumn leaves as you do. I watched you look at trees, the delight on your face intensified when you clo...

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I jumped.

21 stories · started about 15 years ago
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Jump

The wind whistled around me, caressing me like i was its lover. Its icy touch leaving trails of fire all over my skin...

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The Fake Suicide

i jumped off the bridge and hit the water. OK, so i didn't judge the height of the bridge or he depth of the water, b...

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Open

You could use a little direction, said Junie to Sam. They were sitting cross-legged in the wood chips on the playgr...

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sea

Drowning in the sea. That was the trick of it. To be seen to swoon, to fall to the bottom. The pretend to expire. It ...

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sea

Drowning in the sea. That was the trick of it. To be seen to swoon, to fall to the bottom. The pretend to expire. It ...

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Tide

Marjorie was drowning. She felt the pull of the water on her legs and the icy shock in her heart. She hadn't even fe...

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14 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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The Payphone

"What's that, Daddy?" James hid a smile behind his hand and answered, "That's a telephone, sweetie. You put money in...

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Meth-talk.

It's ringing. Ringing. Ringing. Ringing. STOP it from ringing! Karla never wanted to hear his voice again. Never wan...

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A dry, sandy summer like this one. I had met him just a mile down, by the Shell gas station, his cowboy boots kicking...

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The year was 1986.

15 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Mother's Lost Story

The year was 1986 and she was a high school softball star. So young and full of potential. She was beautiful. She had...

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South Louisiana Boy Laments

The year was 1986 and I was 10 years old living in south Louisiana. My family had been living in Louisiana for gener...

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Running

The year was 1986. My home, a typical home in Suburbia, USA. My life, a typical American teenager, filled with angst ...

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