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9 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Fly bird Fly

I open my eyes and see a light. The sky is bright and everything seems dull. Thats how he felt. He was diagnosed with...

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Hatching an Idea

"I think we need to take the Easter eggs back," Gerald said. Louise looked up from placing an Easter bunny on a table...

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1:30 am

OHMYGOSH A BABY CHICK! AHH!! IT'S A PICTURE OF PEOPLE SWIMMING ON AN IPHONE! WHAT DID PEOPLE DO BEFORE THE INTERNET...

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Potatoes.

20 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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911

"Following up from the fight we had last night Darren" "I don't wanna talk about it Judy" I can see the fear in Darre...

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Potatoes Were My Last Resort

I spent days in the field, hoping to see something bloom. The desert surrounded me like the ocean that surrounds an i...

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potatoes

I got beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes, lamb, ham, hogs, dogs, beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes, chicken, turkey, r...

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Hero · Villain · Goal

Violinist · Cat · Desert Island Concert

6 stories · started almost 17 years ago
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daytime dream

about 6 years ago, at the time I firstly thought about study in UK. So I prepare the ielts in Shanghai. When I finish...

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Letter from a Desert Island

He opened the letter from his cousin, reluctantly breaking open the blue air-mail envelope. Who uses old-fashioned sn...

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Walking and Thinking

The rain pounded on his jacket and head like furious warriors attempting to break the city's gates. His paced quick...

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The pistol was cocked, ready to go.

12 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Highwayman

The pistol was cocked, ready to go. Aiming at the highway man was easy, pulling the trigger was the problem. I couldn...

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Pull the Trigger

The pistol was cocked, ready to go. “Your turn” she said, as my hands trembled in fear. Why was I here? Who was she? ...

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Denny's

The pistol was cocked, ready to go. I was going to show him. I was angry, no, furious. He cut me off! In this city, t...

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Swing.

16 stories · started over 15 years ago
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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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Hats

8 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Alex

I don't like hats anymore. My friend from camp always wore a hat, and so did I. We would switch hats sometimes, weari...

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Really? Hats?

Never leave the house looking less than your best. It is this way that we show respect for others (paraphrased from T...

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Others and I.

Sometimes I am shocked at the state of America today. The young people just have not respect - no decency at all. The...

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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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Malcolm's coo became a cry.

4 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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Where is the Wheel? Where

Malcolm's coo became a cry. The big hands came, to sweep him up, into the dark, cradled, into the big arms. And his c...

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Something in Common

Malcolm's coo became a cry. The child peeked into the cardboard box, vexation clearly etched etched upon his face. "...

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Traffic Light

Malcolm's coo became a cry. It had been hours since we had locked ourselves out of the house but it made no differen...

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Taste.

12 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Overcompensation

In the beginning, he tasted like rainwater: salty. Dried sweat around the rim of his mouth, a taste that clung to his...

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Overcompensation

In the beginning, he tasted like rainwater: salty. Dried sweat around the rim of his mouth, a taste that clung to his...

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Flavors.

I can taste the tingle on my tongue the second it touches. I can smell the sweet/sour, crisp, smell. The food is amaz...

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When I was 12, I went to sea.

11 stories · started over 15 years ago
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An unexpected sight

When I was 12, I went to sea. I was on my father's ship for 6 months and 4 days when i caught a glimpse of her. I ...

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Oppimaton

When I was 12, I went to sea. Don't ask me which. I don't know. It was sometimes blue, and it was sometimes green. ...

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Sea of Apathy

When I was 12, I went to sea. I went to sea to see the sea. I had yet to see the sea until I was 12. Then the sea I s...

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