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Story in Six Words



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Fri Jan 27, 2012 11:56 pm
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creativelyyours says...



I guess it wasn't meant to be after all.
~God is Love. Love like God.~

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Sat Jan 28, 2012 6:38 am
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firefly882 says...



My cat ate the last brownie.
"Have I ever told you the story about how our kingdom was nearly torn apart by greed and betrayal? No? Well then gather 'round, my children, and let Ol' Nan tell you about the Legends of Arenthul." ~Naneria
  





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Wed Feb 01, 2012 3:27 am
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MMcGoff says...



The sheets stayed warm that winter.
  





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Wed Feb 01, 2012 4:11 am
NicholasStone says...



I fell off of a cliff.
He stumbled slightly, the limp in his leg still there. He dared not to look at the place he used to call home. He could feel the heat from the fire, the fire that he himself had ignited. He blinked back tears, as he limped away.
  





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Wed Feb 01, 2012 12:07 pm
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Pilot says...



"Charlie, don't play with your food!"
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Sun Feb 05, 2012 2:31 pm
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TheDayBeforeTomorrow says...



This is lame, but anyway:
And then he left me alone.
Veni. Vidi. Vici.

People are made of places. They carry with them
hints of jungles or mountains, a tropic grace
or the cool eyes of sea-gazers. -EB

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Thu Feb 09, 2012 2:30 am
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xxFleetingEternity says...



Welcome to my world.
Now leave.
My silence is my sound...
XxXxX
Turn your wounds into your wisdom.
  





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Sun Feb 12, 2012 10:18 am
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thatguy1944 says...



Please come back to us mother.
  





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Thu Feb 16, 2012 7:22 pm
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Karzkin says...



I shot a man in Reno.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

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Sun Feb 19, 2012 12:59 pm
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sharitm2 says...



He kissed her and walked away.
The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say. ~Anaïs Nin
  





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Sun Feb 19, 2012 10:44 pm
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DreamGalaxy says...



Once upon a time people died

The end
A galaxy full of dreams....some lost, some forgotten, others outgrown and those that have been broken.... somewhere an endless sea of dreams exists...dreams that shine as bright as stars
  





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Mon Feb 20, 2012 12:51 am
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AlfredSymon says...



Another one:

"Elphaba Thropp, the Wicked Witch, died."

Currently reading the Wicked Years, so I got her ;)
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Tue Feb 21, 2012 2:42 pm
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Plus-One says...



Money could have solved it all.
"Nostalgia's just not what it used to be..."
  





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