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Sprinting up the hill, I thought of Joe. My best friend Joe, dead. At sixteen years old. What am I doing here? I thought. Avenging Joe, cruelly taken from an ...

Some swearing in it. This is the beginning of a narrative I've started. It's based around Scarlett by Cathy Cassidy and the movie Wild Child, but I've made it into ...

World War IV breaks out then. (World War III was when I was told that we had to leave our nice house and move to this dump)“NO!!!” I scream. I ...

The pain, it doesn't hurt much.I have it 'round the clock.Since you've gone.Tick, tick, tick, tick tock.Inside, it has broken.One piece, now two.Gone, faded away,While tears stream as I cry ...

"No! No!" I screamed, pushing through the crowd. "Damon! Don't!" "Such manners!" One old lady tutted. "No respect."I didn't listen. I pushed throught he crowds. "DAMON!" I screamed louder than ...

Silencing the imagination is the cruellest thing one can do to another.Just made it up, off the top of my head. You like?