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  • Script » General
    Road Trip

    ( Michael and Lily have been best friends forever. Yesterday they graduated from high school. It was also Lily's 19th birthday. Today she has come to Michael's house in a ...

    VeraWinters - Tue Oct 13, 2009 9:45 am

  • Short Story » Romantic
    For You in Full Blossom

    I hope you'll like my story, For You in Full Blossom “Sakura, have you joined any clubs yet?” Cherry asked with a touch of concern for her friend. It was ...

    Lorens_01 - Tue Oct 13, 2009 2:50 am

  • Short Story » Romantic
    His Eyes Were of the Ocean

    My first post! Yes.PrologueI used to look up into the bright blue sky, see an airplane, and wonder if he was on that flight. I used to look into cars, ...

    captain.classy - Tue Oct 13, 2009 12:41 am

  • Short Story » General
    Memoirs of a Teenage Wallflower

    Hi guys! Zephy here and I decided to post this first piece of my novel, 'Memoirs of a Teenage Wallflower", for constructive criticism. I know it feels like I left ...

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    Zephy - Tue Oct 13, 2009 12:30 am

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    Kaylyn StoutL. BennettLiterature11 October 2009Don’t Judge a Book by Its Cover Don’t judge a book by its cover has been said to every child at some point in their lives. ...

    *DaughteroftheMoon* - Mon Oct 12, 2009 11:05 pm

  • Novel / Chapter » Action / Adventure
    The Janitors -Chapter 2 (Trash)

    (Really need to improve this. Critique appreciated. ) Senators from all over the country argued with each other from across the room. “How the hell?” “They are dangerous!” &ldq

    LookUpThere - Mon Oct 12, 2009 6:55 pm

  • Short Story » General
    Meeting Fall

    This is an excerpt from my NaNo, Darkness.On Christmas Eve, I smoked an entire pack of cigarettes and drank myself unconscious. It didn’t necessarily make me feel better. There wasn’t ...

    gamechanger10 - Mon Oct 12, 2009 3:56 pm

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    prologue1962 June 23rd, ThursdayHe was a tall man. He was taller than most people he met. He had nostril hairs that protruded from his nose in that they touched the ...

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    pearlm - Mon Oct 12, 2009 2:14 pm

  • Short Story » Romantic
    My Imagination

    Hi guys! I"m practicing an extended response for my exam. I look forward to all your responses ! "He is the eternal alien, the outsider." --- Use this as the ...

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    lantol - Mon Oct 12, 2009 6:45 am

  • Short Story » Romantic
    Strange love II

    “The best of all is when the nemesis stars falling for you”, I said, smirking at him. Yes, he knew what I was talking about. His crush from high school. ...

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    Young gun - Mon Oct 12, 2009 6:35 am

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    Hi guys! I'm new to this forum, so I would like to say hi to everyone first I have my HSC coming up soon...i'm hoping people can give me advice ...

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    lantol - Mon Oct 12, 2009 5:06 am

  • Short Story » General
    Blank eye

    Another spelling mistake story. Let me know how I did and tell the truth I like to hear what I did wrong so I can fix it. You didn't like ...

    sara13 - Mon Oct 12, 2009 4:14 am

  • Short Story » General
    Of Course

    Of Course“Of course, Billy Joel was playing when Jane was born.” A disembodied voice is saying. The voice rings above the many confined, murmuring voices vying for resonance in the ...

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    cee17 - Mon Oct 12, 2009 4:11 am

  • Short Story » Action / Adventure
    Death for Love

    This is something I wrote for school. I took it out of a piece of a larger story/novel I was writing, and made it fit the "occasion" that my teacher ...

    LukanRinta - Sun Oct 11, 2009 8:02 pm

  • Novel / Chapter » Romantic
    Breena (Three)

    EDITED -JayleighThree Three All throughout the day, I noticed that Foster was in every one of my classes. Every time I saw him leisurely walk through the doorway, my stomach ...

    jayleighsmith - Sun Oct 11, 2009 7:51 pm

A person is a fool to become a writer. His only compensation is absolute freedom. He has no master except his own soul, and that, I am sure, is why he does it.
— Roald Dahl