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I watch the television right after my parent went go to visit my Aunt at night by train,my parent asked me to join them but i refuse because i want to watch my favourite movie which titled "Zombies Vs Humans", although i like this... (more »)

I watch the television right after my parent went go to visit my Aunt at night by train,my parent asked me to join them but i refuse because i want to watch my favourite movie which titled "Zombies Vs Humans", although i like this... (more »)

“This race has to be saved, Gabriel!” “No, Michael it doesn’t. It’s merely an illusion that you have conjured up surrounding this pathetic whim!” Gabriel turned to face Michael, his feathers dropping like stones to the ground. “You... (more »)

Screams. They push and hold me down, and after a long fight I give in and slump back into the chair. I cry and shout at them for putting me through all of this. The doctor laughs silently, walks over to my chair, picks up a needle, and stabs my... (more »)

It was morning. I sat on a stone bench with a hot cup of coffee in my hand. The bench was just beginning to warm up, and the sky was already blindingly blue. I always thought the sky was brighter in the fall, but no one else seemed to notice.... (more »)

Most people would probably call me a ghost. I’m never noticed at bars, girls on the subway never look at me, and ? like many other men at my ripe age of twenty-three ? I simply exist. I don’t like that name, though. It’s too dark, too... (more »)

Still Alive “ It was a dark gloomy day in the city of Wilmington North Carolina. The cold wind stung my face as I walked home swiftly. I had a strange feeling like someone had been stalking me from the last few blocks. My neighborhood unusually... (more »)

The terrain was rocky and indistinct. It was commonplace for a soldier to trip over his own feet, and in the more forested areas, more so to fall into the silent springs that gurgled up from beneath the stone. They were unforeseeable in most... (more »)

The people who knew me well—and that in itself was very few—knew all about my tendency to quote. It could be a famous line from a movie, an iconic snippet from a book or something I’d heard on the streets. I played around with quotes all the... (more »)

The Pen I stood stiffly in the middle of the big hall, my eyes darting to my left and right. I tapped my foot impatiently as our big, burly king glowered down at me. “Anaphasia Tulleyn!” he roared. My eyes snapped back to his face and I... (more »)