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She runs as fast as she possibly can, turning corners, dodging obstacles, trying to insert as much distance as possible. She throws open a door, only to find a long, ...

I shall now go crit a load of poems since this is my second piece I posted this week and I've yet to crit anything myself. I don't even know ...

My entire life had literally come down to this moment. I felt the examiners eyes follow my every movement. I was certain they could see the slight shaking of my ...

Someone’s there The pieces of music that have always clung to my soul are but strange memories that can’t be retrieved...nor erased. Time just comes to freshen them. After twenty-five ...

More Christmas morbality brought to you by TBR Inc.! And there is the link to the site of the original, if you want to be "cheery." Also this is the ...

Thanks to all the people who checked the original version I was able to make it allot better. Hope you like. In the chapter before a girl named Akaira is ...

She glanced at him, tears streaming down her face. "I have to move..." she told him, "...far away." He stared at her, the love he had yet to tell her, ...

I know what this is about, but you probably won't. ----- I didn’t break it, it was him. Blame me for the lost pieces of your heart. Sticky are your ...

This is something I just thought up quickly. Please critique, as I know it's not that great yet. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

this is to go with my other story which until this point has been titled: new project, title pending but now has a name: Firséd. This is for Areida because ...

I miss you when I watch you walk out the door You are the one I love and the one I adore, The warm smile on your friendly face Shows ...

Take a look in my mind, be surprised of what you will find. Take a step forward, and walk towards My thoughts and feelings combined with the truth, my thoughts ...

I was walking down Fay avenue one Halloween night I turned up a path to the front door of a house I pushed the doorbell, in hope of an answer ...

I awoke to the normal aroma of fresh coffee and toasting blueberry english muffins. I lay in bed, hungry. My desire to get up was strong but not strong enough. ...

Whooo! Finally typed it all up. This is quite a long chapter, it is 7 pages exact on Word in 10pt font, I even broke up the chapter. So here ...