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Hey :D His fingers fiddled with his zipper and fear continued to grip him, Zipper on his jacket, I'm assuming? Under the sleeves of his hoodie, his hair stood on ...

Stupid feelings I have stupid feelings That comes should be 'come'. Stupid feelings come. from all sorts of places, From my head, from my heart Stupid, stupid messed up feelings ...

Prologue: He was running out of time. I was uncontrollable, inconsolable. I was the mess I feared becoming again and yet thats exactly what became of me I don’t understand ...

He was waiting for her in the study, the place of his birth. He stood in front of her desk with his back to the doorway, running a gnarled finger ...

Hey again! Sorry if my reviews are a little behind x) Chapter One I awoke to the same sounds as before, laughing and speaking. All was enveloped in darkness now ...

Prologue. Night I am Jonah. I guess a lot of what we do is in our names. My own name reminds me of a Biblical tale in which a prophet ...

Marcus cut the engine. The boat slowed in the open ocean. David was sitting on the bench, loading his rifle. Scott sat inside with Marcus. To me, the choppy sentence ...

I apologize in advance for any errors, it's almost 3 am x) PART ONE: Breaking the Fringe of Corruption Akron, Ohio-Late Summer, 2076 I think there should be spacing between ...

Alexis stirred in her sleep, the package from the night before had slipped out of her grasp during the night and lied on the floor. Rosa was coming inside, returning ...

Alexis slept deeply, her breath short, her chest rising and falling slowly. Her fingers wrapped around the blanket, clutching it tightly as she dreamt. Her eyelids fluttered quietly as she ...

There was a strong scent on the air, a sickening mixture of flesh and blood and smoke. It was becoming more potent as Zayn approached the Little Rock Settlement. This ...

Hey Lele, I love this. I really do :) This is your best poem so far and you should feel very proud of it! I could never write poetry, and ...

Hey! Finally I have my review. I did it a little different than I normally do. Usually, I go through the nitpicks and then have the overall comments at the ...

As we are riding towards the entrance, my stomach starts growling. “Dad, can we stop to eat somewhere? I’m like so hungry.” I whine. “No. We can not we are ...

The next few minutes were silent, no one talked and just watched where dad had stood. Then I turned to my mother in hopes of salvaging my attempt. “Mom, can ...