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I stared at the object held gingerly in my hand with a mixture of emotions. Among those emotions were surprise, confusion, doubt, and a smidgen of curiosity. Although I had ...

“Got him, sir…” Velma Wilkinson dragged in the prisoner, shoving him in the chair. And it was one hell of a prisoner. Grizzled gray mane, the beginnings of a rough ...

I don't know what possessed me to write this, it kind of just happened. These two police officers, Carson Layne (who has had something else tragic in his past) and ...

Before you read, I'd like to give a note that this was written a few years ago, and is a tad cliche. If you've got any advice on how to ...

The Jane EffectBy Angel of Death Part 2: Honor Elizabeth closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Knowing that her family's honor was in her hands made Elizabeth's stomach ...

From the author: It's a short chapter but it starts to introduce her fear and why having this baby will be so hard. Chapter Two Her feet punded on the ...

Even shorter! Sorry that it took me so long to put this on here. Well...hopefully you all enjoy it! **REWRITTEN VERSION** ______________________________________________________________________________

It's just a simple free verse poem that I did awhile ago. Dreams Wishing to be taken away in my dreams where nothing is what it seems to leave the ...

"Many say I am just one to try. I say I am one less to quit."Author: Diego Marchi

"In life we all have an unspeakable secret, an irreversible regret, an unreachable dream and an unforgettable love."Author: Diego Marchi

Prologue The girl ran through the wet ally. Her white-stained-brown track shoes squelched on the ground as she ran. She looked over her shoulder quickly. The man was still chasing ...

(Leu)kemical Poison B.D.M. “You, get out, I only want the stuff now” “Okay” The most horrifying composition. White flooring, ceiling, lights. The high pitched intercom. Here sound is thin, wei

Oh God, why today of all days?! That damn Mary Rose had to drop in on the day I didn't want to see her the most. Eric Briggs and I ...

Back and forth, back and forth. Windshield wipers flashed across the woodland landscape in a hypnotic dance. Their song of swoosh-ka, swoosh-ka was a regular drumbeat against the erratic ping-ping-ti-

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