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It is a crisp October morning. There is a bit of frost on the grass, but it slowly melts as the sun rises overhead. A few clouds linger from a past storm, but the children are no less joyful regardless of the chilly weather. The train has not arrived yet, and countless young boys and girls wait... - Fiction > Realistic FictionTodd Hewitt straightened up, frowning at the dead body before him. In his three years as an officer, he thought he'd seen enough dead bodies. But it never seemed to get old. "Bag 'em and tag 'em, boss?" asked Jimmy Spoone. He had been a coroner as long as Todd an offic...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionIt was impossible to tell what was happening. At first I think he's totally winning, which would have calmed me down some, but then I see that fist meet his chest and even I can't breathe. "Come on, David!" I yell amongst the crowd. I'm not sure if he heard me, because ...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionIt's the subtle differences, the details we deem insignificant, that make up the big picture. I always thought I knew what was best for me. I'd always believed that I was smart, cool and collected, to not be distracted or even depleted by anything or anyone. Then Miller moved back to to...
- Poetry > Free VerseSit there and shed your tears You've been saying that for years How I never seem to hear That you too have your fears Sharper than the newest knife Your words cut through my life All your pain I took in strife Now I'm here to save your life As much as I like to regret it Somet...
- Fiction > Action-Adventure"You know… if you loosened the rope, you'd be able to present me with two functioning arms…. Okay… okay, let's review the meaning of the word 'loosen'--ow…. Oh, yeah, that's much better. Thank you very much, sir. My hand's falling asleep. Awesome…. ...
- Poetry > Free VerseWhy did the sun rise today? Why did my love go away? Why won't the flowers bloom? Why won't you be back soon? Why is my heart broken? Why let love be unspoken? Why are you lying to me? Why hide what you see? Why did you run away? Why can't you just stay? Everything sai...
- Poetry > Free VerseWalk some miles in my shoes Go on, I dare ya It's not easy being me No matter what they tell ya I travel far, high and wide, You'll never see me twice The world is mighty big and all, But none of it's suffice Being in my head so long No walk in Central Park Thought all I sai...
- Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasythe meadow was always pleasant in the day time, but at night, the dark ravine overshadowed any feelings of happiness and peace. it was like she was running in cycles, cold sweat falling over her brow as she went through the routine of running for her life. any hope to apply her surviving skills to...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionPutting eyeliner on is more of an art than it seems to be. It takes a great deal of effort to put it on my eyes without looking like a Picasso painting. Just when I'd rubbed out my third attempt, I caught another face in the mirror. I turned and found my dad, smirking and leaning against m...
- Poetry > Free VerseOh, I thought I loved you No, I think I still do Wait, take me with you I think, that's what you will do I know, storms gather But, I'd rather get all wet Than be warm without you You'll stay with me I bet They say no, but I don't really care I'll take you with ...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionListening to music with the frequency turned all the way up was fun. I didn't get why it bothered him so much. "They sound like those annoying chipmunks," Paul complained. "It sounds like it could be used in psycho therapy." I rolled my eyes at him. I was currently ...
- Fiction > All FictionThe tree outside my window makes creepy shadows on my bedroom walls, but I'm too old to be scared of them. I'm not alone, so I have no fear. His arm wraps around my waist, and I move closer. He smells of my mother's dead rose bushes, where he'd fallen earlier trying to get u...
- Fiction > Thriller/MysteryI forgot to shine my shoes; the thin layer of dust hangs on. Before I know it, I'm stumbling in the flowerbed and almost trip getting out. I look up to see the churchladies watch my feet with disdain. Once I catch their glance, I give them the you-can't-get-mad-at-me-I'm-burying-my-br...
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