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Running pale little fingers throughflaming red hair, it made his dayknowing she was there.Clutching his shoulders,those cocoa eyes sigh.They’re posing for pictures, wasting perfect time.Hear doldrum

Somewhere not too far off Andrew could hear firecracker like machine gun fire coming from the helicopters. Stacey cupped her hands over her ears. Daniel pulled into a street that ...

(for curious people chapter one is split for there are going to be different pints of views♥thnx for reading!)(also for THIS part its E but idk for other chapters lol)Prologue- ...

~It's like running through an archway,But, once you're through -- you miss what you had.That's the thing though, you almost you go on your way -- a new path.~From hill ...

Just Keep Dreamin’ OnVerse 1- Songs written in a notebook Bein’ teased by girls tryin to be cool Sitten’ home alone on a Friday night Wishin’ that my life could ...

***I've written three chapters so far, but I still cannot think of a title. Suggestions, anybody? And do forgive me if there are any errors; I've been writing this story ...

Andrew felt his pulse racing, the downtown area was an absolute nightmare. Stores were demolished their items lying about on the road. A gas station had exploded obliterating an antique ...

Usually I don't believe in superstition, omens and signs since I was a born Christian and mother told me that when you believe in signs you're sinning. She used to ...

Ok everyone. From all of you guys who have read what I have posted of Shift, I want you to tell me which beginning is better. This one:PrologueDon’t stop running. ...

I was going to my classes,After a very long interval.Because of a fracture in my leg.And the interval itself had been a the time to go to the classes drew ...

Jean Pierre was standing hands in his expensive French coat. He was staring down at the latest murder victim in in a string of prolific killings in the ghettoes of ...

“You’re not really here”. I frowned. “Pardon?”You’re not here” the woman repeated, turning to face me. Her irises looked luminescent in the neon glow of the subway station, “you can’

This is just chapter one of many more to come. I'll give you a brief overview of the story.This country girl moves the big city and absolutely hates it. But ...

I stand here aloneAn empty space beside meCold airThe place where you should beBut you are not hereYou did not comeYou left me to face lifeAlonePeople are watching meThey cannot ...

My goal has always been to become a good and sensitive human being. It is said that the journey to the goal is more enjoyable and important than the goal ...