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Young Writers Society


Event 3: Six Word Short Stories



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Sun Aug 07, 2016 7:46 pm
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thecolorofthesky says...



Found: bloodstained photograph of smirking boy.
It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.
- e.e. cummings





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Sun Aug 07, 2016 7:48 pm
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BlueJayWalker10 says...



I stared in horror at him.
"Red is the color of fate, right?"
-Zen Wisteria, Snow White with the Red Hair





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Sun Aug 07, 2016 7:58 pm
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Masquerade says...



Finding the ring after his funeral.
"Many people hear voices when no-one is there. Some of them are called mad and are shut up in rooms where they stare at the walls all day. Others are called writers and they do pretty much the same thing."
-Meg Chittenden





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Sun Aug 07, 2016 8:20 pm
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Merkava120 says...



Oh no, that man has a -





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Sun Aug 07, 2016 8:28 pm
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myjaspercat says...



He kissed her. One. Last. Time.
"So come with me where Dreamers are born and Time is never planned, Just think of happy things, And your heart will fly on wings, in Never Never Land."-Peter Pan

"Life is the art of Drawing... without an eraser."





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Mon Aug 08, 2016 1:10 am
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TheSilverFox says...



(can I please sneak in a last minute entry, since YWS hasn't been working for the past four hours? Pretty please, @Carlito? ;-; )

War has our heads now, son.
S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse
a persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
Ma per ciò che giammai di questo fondo
non tornò vivo alcun, s'i' odo il vero,
senza tema d'infamia ti rispondo.

Inferno, Canto 27, l 61-66.








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— Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice