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Mary-Sue: A life
Hi! My name is Mary-Sue Smith. I am a senior in my high school in a small town above Albany, New York. I have long brown hair with natural blond ...
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Mirrors
You look across your room, through the window and notice a girl staring directly at you. Wherever your eyes go, hers follow. You look at the blank white walls, so ...
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Mr. Johns (Part One)
Mr. Johns~The chair was cold and hard, lines of dried brown blood staining the metal legs. The room was pitch black and dead quiet, the girl limp in sleep, still ...
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Dear You.
So, I'm kind of hyped up on cough drops and Red Bull. I wrote this in a fit of spastic inspiration and don't be surprised if it makes the list ...
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Mistake
Ben Williamson was a mistake. He found this out as a young boy, living in a dingy, red-brick-against-grey sky type of building in Bedford, Brooklyn. He was too young for ...
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Mistake (Part Two)
This is part two. You *probably* won't understand it unless you read part one. Maybe you will. MAYBE. ~ Part Two ~Ben Williamson closed the door, carefully placed his coat ...
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Quickly Packaged.
Thousands and thousands of paper cranes litter the floor, memories folded into the oragami paper. Her ratty sneakers crunch over them, like autumn leaves, shades of red and orange. She ...
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Winterland.
Pain was hidden in the palms of his hands. It seeped out, dripping onto her skin every time she said something wrong. Novas exploded in her head whenever he started, ...
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Star Dust
~*~Lila had always liked Manhattan. She remembered her first visit in short bursts of clarity. Blinding lights against the dark sky illuminated the night, a rat with squinty black eyes ...
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Winterland.
Spoiler! : This is the second version of a short story I wrote a couple of months ago. I edited it a lot and need the harshest, most honest criticism ...
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Eyes.
Spoiler! : A/N: This is my contest entry for the 'MTV + Figment Tolerance Contest'. It is very, very very raw and I literally just finished it. I normally wouldn't ...
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Listen carefully.
won a silver key in the scholastic writing awards with this. :D go yws!
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Wanderlust.
His mother killed herself four years after he was born. It wasn't his fault or hers really. The voices had just gotten too loud and no one was there ...
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deleted.
to be published.
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summer days
the sky is grey with rainand i have learned many thingsat my cushy office job. a. paper cuts the cabinet has four doorsand everyone has a fileeven me ...
