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Wasted Dreams
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Dormant daydreams always seem to end in spits of light. And that’s what she was, a dormant dreamer; one of those new age hippies with the old age cleanse who preferred sleep to smarts, but was still smart enough to know what things were better... (more »)
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Toy Box
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Daniel had a sister, her name was Emily and Emily had a room full of toys. She had a closet, painted brown with a red trim full of toys. Under her bed were toys, in her drawers and aligned on shelves. Even in a box. The box was made by her... (more »)
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Attending My Own Funeral This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
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I sat in a pew in the back corner of a dark, dank chapel. The setting was rather unimpressive and depressing. Of course I couldn’t blame my mom much; my death had been quite unexpected. There wasn’t money prepared for my early funeral, just a... (more »)
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Dream Big
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They say life is like a roller coaster. If so, the one I’m on lifts you higher and higher, and just when you start to enjoy the view, it drops you. I lie in the back of my truck with a bottle of pills, a pack of Marlboro, and a bottle of... (more »)
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Am I Me? (or) I Can Feel
Am I Me? (or) I Can Feel Am I Me? (or) I Can Feel There were feelings...feelings that didn't feel like her own feelings. She wasn't sure who she was. She was confused. Was she herself, or was she someone else? The... (more »)
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Sarah was here
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It was a brisk, cold, evening. The jaded, beaten down heater had recently malfunctioned causing the bitter winter nights to be even more frigid and glacial than usual. I situated myself with comfort amongst the silken pillows and woolen... (more »)
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The Girl in the Tight Tweed Coat This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
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She had thought it was funny how her mom said the word. Pressure. It could have been the thick accent that released the second syllable in a puffed exhale. Presh-ha But she didn’t think so. To be honest, she thought all forms of the... (more »)
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The Ride Home
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It’s almost as if he had said the magic words. He had, actually. I wanted him to say it again. You know, I think you’re really pretty. Thank God it’s like eleven o’clock because he’d see my cheeks if it wasn’t, and they’re turning... (more »)
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Possession
By , Richardson, TX
I thought I could trust you at one point. That day I spent breaking down was wasted the second I realised what you really did. My name was trashed in my mind. My self-esteem was drowned to the worst it had ever been. My ego was diminished to... (more »)
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Double Talk
By , Richardson, TX
I know that sometimes life gets hard. But I could never hurt anyone. They could though. Addison and Ryan. Ryan's the good one. He makes me when Addison screws me up. Emotionally I mean. Ryan uses his powers for good things. Addison uses hers... (more »)
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The Coldest Flame
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Clouds hung low in the sky over the huge tent sitting in the clearing. The forest was alive with lights and whispers. People, dressed in clothes that would only be seen on punk idols, marched to the looming tent. The wind ripped their breath from... (more »)
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Unloved by Hurt
By , brooklyn, NY
there was once was a boy named Chris he had a brother named Brain and a father named Mark. His mother had died when he was a baby , he never got to know his mother . His brother got to know her for 9 years. When Chris was little he was close to... (more »)
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Notes From a Liar
By , greenwich, CT
My hand rested on the doorknob, idle and indecisive. I could see my parents sitting at the kitchen table, an empty chair in between them, waiting for me. Only minutes before I had received their call; they knew I lied, that I pretended to be at a... (more »)
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Forgotten
By , Doylestown, OH
I lay down, the browning, dry summer grass cracking underneath my weight. I stare at the night sky; full of splendor. The stars are like tiny lanterns that glow for one sole purpose; to ignite the sky. I think about how much I would hate to be the... (more »)
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Departure, Dissolution and Demise
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The smacking of lips, the conscious murder, the innocent smirk stained by the torturer's teeth. But what comes at the end? Do the weary souls of vacant corpses converge on a just and cloudy bliss, or are their charred carcasses reignited in... (more »)
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Mutual Insanity (An Adaption of Edgar Allan...
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I know its no good confessing my crime to you, for it shall soon be in all the papers. But if I relay my awful deed-Oh! You shall think me a mad man. Harken! It is not so, or perhaps it is… It was precisely 6:00 am I recall, when my wife... (more »)
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