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I understand that this is only a fragment of an unfinished work, but it still remained confusing to me. there seemed to be several inconsistencies. For example at the beginning ...

Chapter Two Marcus headed home that night in a bad mood. There was nothing more that he wanted to do, but sleep and never see the sight of that irritating ...

Wow, this is turning out to be more of a book. Well, I started, so I suppose I'll finish. Here's section four. Maybe I'll make a little short, paperback book ...

I guess you could call this and Epilouge, but I have to do an assignment for English where I write an extended ending to The Giver. Please critique, because I ...

Chapter One Beginnings In the early morning hours, with the smell of saltwater in the air Nasaru was shaken awake by his father Gano. “Wah!” said Nasaru. “Wake up son ...

Curtains backed by windows, restraining air to flow. Acceleration of movement inside, nevertheless creating a fake substance. Carpe Diem through encouraged abstractness, yet curtains remain captivated

Episode I He came from France, the son of Godzilla and the frog prince. Please, do not ask how these two varieties of fictional creature fornacated- it just happened- and ...

Jaz He sat with his back to the bar, with his feet tucked beneath the stool. His wavy brown hair hung in curls around his forehead, and his sharp hazel ...

(Here is a poem i just wrote about fire. read it and let me know what you think. enjoy!) FIRE Fire. It is not just the thing that keeps you ...

Unrequited I am your shadow. Your guardian angel. The one you know is there. But can never really see. I help you along the way. And keep you out of ...

I've finished the series not too long ago and I must say, I've never been so glued to a story in a long long time! There are so many twists ...

In the year 2006, Al Gore came out with a film called An Inconvenient Truth. I myself am a big fan of horror movies, but this one in particular left ...

my valentine wishes i would like a bouquet of poppies. red poppies. or multicolored poppies. with butterflies in them. butterflies and stars inside my multicolored poppies. butterflies and stars and ...

Prologue I walked around the corner of the dark, moon-lit alleyway, my fist clenched around the handle of the blood drenched metal hammer. I could see my reflection in the ...

bass beats pounding in my head i shake a meathead's hand "have a good night alrite" he looks into my eyes he says everything's gonna be all right! tell me ...