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Eight year old Rowan ran around the run-down apartment her father owned on the ghetto streets of New York City. She had long brown hair that had grown halfway down ...

Beginning a story has never been my strong point. I have always gotten ahead of myself, to the exciting stuff you know? Ever since I was a little girl and ...

The only thing that bothers me is that you have to re-italicise everything once you copied and pasted it into the reply box. Other than that, i see no problems. ...

Edit “I told you. I told you from the very beginning that this would never work.” Her eyes were fixed on the scratched linoleum floor. She couldn’t bear to look ...

A loud call from the hall signaled it was “The Big Day”, as Remy’s mom liked it call it, or for the rest of humanity-the first day of school. This ...

Prolouge I walked into the air- conditioned mall, already smelling the deep- fried corn dogs from outside. The mall was loud, as usual. Its summer 2008 and school is starting ...

Trashytoni- I'm glad you think so. I don't believe I will continue on this topic. It was more of a one time thing. But, thanks anyway. Smileforever- Glad you liked ...

He whispered in her hair Like an angel in the air Fully conscious of the events that led His thoughts fused in her head Caught up in the moment Not ...

Springrain2693: In my english class, we are going over the term 'Parallelism' which according to my teacher is repeating words to get that dramatic feeling. So that is basically where ...

Rascalover: Thanks for reading. I completely agree with that you on that line. It really doesn't fit. Night Mistress: As always, thanks for reading. XD Your opinion is always welcome. ...

Hey! She sat there, minding her own business when her granddaughter came in and plopped herself down at her feet. In this sentence, you repeat "her" a few times talking ...

She hid in the morbid corners In the back of her mind In her concealed bedroom Thinking of all the ones who did neglect Putting up the wall to suppress ...

As I sat there, I began to drag my pen across my desk. I clicked it a few times until the point of the pen disappeared into the pen. I ...

I’m originally from Australia, a small place on the island no one has ever heard of because, well, no one really pays attention to Australia anymore. My father moved us ...

This is something a little new that is still sketchy. Any ideas and harsh thoughts are welcomed as always. “What are you?” I asked, my voice feeling changed in the ...