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Every day she has sat by the fire, her tired eyes straining as her scarred finger s stitch the patterns. It helped her focus on the work, and the physical ...

I love stories in second person - in my opinion there should be more. Particularly more like this one. Your writing was wonderful. Just enough description to get a good ...

I have a feeling that this review is mostly going to be nitpicks, I hope you're okay with that. Nitpicks is what I do best, really. Joseph watched Jacob (comma) ...

I really liked this. I've been seeing so many poems lately that overuse repetition, and I'm glad to finally see one that didn't. This is the type of poem that ...

Ariana raised her cup to her lips, sipping gently at the steaming liquid that swished and curled rapidly as she set it gently on the mahogany table. This is a ...

The writing immediately looks chunky to me. This is a huge turn-off, but your story seems promising, so I shall read on anyways. Alice was falling. The rabbit hole had ...

The bus screeched to a stop and four younger kids hopped off laughing and smiling. This is all happening much too fast. They only just pulled away from the school, ...

She rushed to her scrap basket and pricked herself on a needle she had neglected to put away , but felt no pain. Blood seeped through a rag as she ...

Immediately, I can see that this is very chunky. It has long paragraphs, which can be a turn-off at first glance. But I'm going to give it the benefit of ...

I would change this to a 16+ rating, based on the bits of foul language you used. “I don’t understand you anymore, how can you live with what you did?!” ...

I was out in the hallway, pacing up and down and trying to calm myself down. Breathe. Don’t cry, don’t cry. That’s precisely what she wants you to do. I ...

I read this entire thing with a straight face. I'm going to be straight-forward here and say that this was very childish, and not funny at all. I'm not sure ...

I suppose it would be the cliché thing to say that she smiled like the sun. That she lit up every room she walked into, and that her eyes shone ...

A young girl of round ivory underneath a rosy sheen and painted lips sat at a medium sized table Right off the bat, you lost me. A girl of round ...

I finished attaching the note and let the balloon float out to the end of its string. It tugged and jerked wildly in the autumn breeze, I don't think that ...