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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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First line

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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6 stories · started over 12 years ago
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Growing Potential

The young woman stood in the garden, clutching a bunch of dead flowers. "This place needs a LOT of work," she thoug...

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My dad and I

I've love photography ever since my father got me into it a few years ago. It would be hard to fill in his shoes. Aft...

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Marriage

I clutched onto the flowers. Today was the day. I am only 19 but I am getting married right now. My father was a rich...

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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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This dream was better than waking.

11 stories · started over 15 years ago
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This dream was better than waking. In it, his father took him fishing at Lake Oconee. They spent hours in their boat,...

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The Wedding Dream

This dream was better than waking. I was slim. Looked beautiful in the ivory vintage silk dress Mama had worn herself...

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the dream

The dream was better than waking. I floated, all the past troubles seeming to dissipate before my very eyes. Luke was...

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6 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Remembering November.

The building I lived in was old, rusty around the doorknobs, the 14th floor was still half under construction. The we...

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This Building in Reverse

My word muscles are stiff. My writing bones ache. The prose reads like a bruise. I burst bored air through my lips, ...

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Laying Siege

I lay siege to it. This was war and a fast and furious assault seemed the surest course. There was a front to push fo...

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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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Hero · Villain · Goal

Private Morlane · Rooster · Let the regiment sleep

5 stories · started about 16 years ago
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Hero at Midnight

Hero at Midnight No one could remember who among them gave him the name Rooster; probably someone long gone by this ...

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Come To Snuff the Rooster

Private Morlane glanced at the watch that he'd taken off and left on the small table by his cot, rubbing his sleep-we...

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The Regiment Sleeps

Morlane hung his head. At times like these, his emotions were torments of conflict. He was grateful, yes; but he was ...

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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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8 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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Bug dead

Once upon a time there was a bug who wanted to live on my finger. I called the little fella over and asked him to sta...

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The swarm

It was a swarm. They were trying to get in. Surrounding the house. I was running frantically throughout the house, ma...

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The Flying Bug

He didn't know what to say. No one did. It had never landed on anyone's finger before. The fabled winged bug, unlike ...

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