For my best friend (prat of chapter one draft)
Her best friend is gone. She has no one. Then a guy, who is this gut and ow does he know so much about he friend? How much did she really know her?
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Her best friend is gone. She has no one. Then a guy, who is this gut and ow does he know so much about he friend? How much did she really know her?
Walsh Creek was just like every other small town in America. The catch? There is none.
Jenna is having problems with social media! What will she do?
To username [Dracula]
Starting from Victor Hugo's quote, I had to write a 250 piece about future. This is my opinion and I hope to meet yours in the comments.
A short story documenting an inquiry of a woman about a crime committed next door, while revealing the lifestyle of her neighbors and the dark secrets
The beginning of something big, need advice. Work not finished!
A story I wrote for a contest
A story about a boy named Sam
a magician prince who defeats the evil Borge of the Golden Kingdom and the kinigdom rejoices when he is crowned the righteous ruler.
I had wrote this a while back on a simple page on Facebook. Now I share it with you.
what lies beneath that mask...
something found...
Specks of grey blotted the sky, while Katie stood under the Oak tree waiting for Derek to come. ...