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  • General Fiction Short Stories Re: Losing my Way

    "We did everything we could." the nurse assured her as she sank to the white tiled floor. She cried uncontrollably with the nurse's hand on her shoulder for consolement. The ...

    Nov 4, 2008


The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth.
— Kate Chopin, The Awakening