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  • A Gift Yearned to be Returned, a short story

    A Gift Yearned to be Returned The noise of the school bus engine stormed as it drove away from a street it met everyday, Carsons Rd. A young boy's hazel ...

    5 min read
  • One Soul, Dual Sides, No Trio

    Edited, again PRELUDE One soul was not meant to be possessed by two poles, tugging each to it's own direction. A single heart does not bind naturally to dual sides ...

    6 min read
  • The Golden State

    The Golden State Edited, again Nothing great came into my life until she had. School, life, everything was bland. I was chronically emotion and lifeless, ever since the day my ...

    6 min read
  • Emily

    Emily This isn't what I want to be. This isn't how I want people to see myself. So many negative thoughts are swirling in my head while I'm trying to ...

    7 min read
  • A Girl Just Knows

    I have dealt with this sort of plot before, but it turned out coming out horribly. Hopefully, this will be much better. Read and critique, pretty please. A Girl Just ...

    8 min read
  • People Are Idiots

    People Are Idiots "They could be coming any time now," He said. His eyes, as wide and as blue as oceans, held a look of fear. Loud clatter of hundreds ...

    8 min read
  • On Letting Go

    I don't think this is better than the last story I've done, but I still feel like posting this. On Letting Go "You are beautiful," I whispered gently to her. ...

    11 min read
  • Better Off There Than Here

    "I'm sorry." she said to her, taking grip of the hand of the person she keeps dear to her heart. She sensed a high level of disapointment in her eyes, ...

    5 min read
  • Sweet Nectar Haven

    I shut the door of the greenhouse, cautiously checking behind where I stood and slowly began to pace my feet further into the glass structure. Contrasting with my very actions, ...

    2 min read
  • Birdlike

    I tasted the smoke, let it fill my lungs and proceeded to exhale, allowing the excess to swim in the air. Against the blue of the sky, the billowing cloud ...

    2 min read


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— Alfred North Whitehead