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Tue Dec 30, 2014 9:40 pm
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Evander says...



I was running through the rain, looking behind me every few seconds to hope that no one was catching up. I had to escape... I had to live. Thinking back on it, I shouldn't have stolen those million dollars. Waking up with a start, I looked around me and let out a sigh of relief. Thank goodness it was all a dream. I hadn't stolen any money, I wasn't on the run... I was just an average Joe with a job, normal apartment and normal life. Then, I heard a knock on the door...
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Sonder says...



In that moment, I decided that I would live. I couldn't die, not like this. I was a fighter. I would survive.
Too late.
Heaven is a nice place.

~The End
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Mon Jan 05, 2015 2:55 pm
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Once upon a time, there lived, Sir Livingpants. He lived in a live dragon, who never bothered to eat Sir Livingpants, because, well, Sir Livingpants was alive, and the live dragon never ate live men. Then, on a very lively day, Sir Livingpants danced, a very lively dance. He met a lively lady, who was alive. She always talked very lively, of him, and they decided that, since they were alive, they would have a very lively wedding. There would be live goats, and live deer, but best of all, there would be live children! But sadly, on their wedding day, all of the live people cried. For Sir Livingpants had died.

Okay, okay. :D Here, I have another one-

Once, Martha's cousin talked to her sister, who talked to her brother, who talked to his father, who talked to his mother, who talked to her aunt, who talked to her uncle, who talked to his grandma, who talked to her grandpa, who talked to his wife, who talked to her husband, who talked to his granddaughter, who talked to her grandson, who wondered how he had so many relatives....

:D :D :D :D ~Snazzy :D :D :D :D
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Sat Feb 07, 2015 10:39 am
Augustus says...



long,long ago there was a man
“Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid.”

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Alpha says...



Helen was a tall girl with blonde hair, blue eyes, pale skin, and perfect complexion. She is skinny, fifteen, and tall. She had perfect grades and a boyfriend and she is the basket ball team captain with pink lips.

I can't even
Edit: I meant captain :') basketball team captain
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Things happen to everybody every day, except for me, for I usually do nothing, except for today, when a thing happened all of a sudden and I had to do something about it.
  





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Pompadour says...



Alpha wrote: she is the basket ball team with pink lips.


Now this. This is literature. XDD
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Sat Feb 07, 2015 7:03 pm
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Once upon a time,
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Sat Feb 07, 2015 7:31 pm
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Vervain says...



Hi, my name is Willow, I'm tall and slender with hair like golden wheat an grey eyes except my eyes change color when I'm angry.
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Sat Feb 07, 2015 8:08 pm
Nica says...



Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there lived a princess.
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Sat Feb 07, 2015 8:15 pm
haven235 says...



HEY! You know what?

...I don't.

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Sat Feb 07, 2015 11:18 pm
Evander says...



How lame is this first sentence?
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Sat Feb 07, 2015 11:37 pm
Apricity says...



This is the start of this book.

Hi.
Previously Flite

'And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.' ― Friedrich Nietzsche

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Sat Feb 07, 2015 11:58 pm
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haven235 says...



Last time, on The Story that Nobody Cares About:

"'Who are you?'

'Wouldn't you like to know!'

'I very much do!'"

Who are these people? What are they doing? Why are they doing what they're doing? You'll never find out, because what's next has nothing to do with them! And now, The Story that Nobody Cares About:

Knock knock.

What?
  





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Pompadour says...



The last thing I remembered was the Shiny.

It was pretty shiny and stuff.

And stuff.
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