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A Minecraft Creepypasta
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One weekend, I decided to make a new world on Minecraft. I made it so that the terrain was Normal, the difficulty mode was Peaceful, and the Gamemode was Creative. This way, I could build unobstructed by any worries. It started out all right.... (more »)
Chrome-Dumb-Books
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So hey, My name is Jia. Jia Heiderich.  Today went well. Well for me. Everyone else hated it today. The reason as to why everyone got mad is becuase of the electronic devices called Chrome books. Chrome books are like laptops. Here in my... (more »)
The Death of the Doctor
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What sounded like a gong went off in Percy’s head as the giants sword butt banged against his head. He slumped to the ground and Annabeth saved him from the giant’s sword thrust. How Enceladus survived; she didn’t know. She... (more »)
Who could he be?
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I sat in the window, conjecturing about how people can be treated like this: cruelty and humility. Why is poor Isaac outside in the blistering heat of the South sifting cotton for over a dozen hours a day? At that moment I knew that I couldn’t... (more »)
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What We Are
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It peered down from a high thin branch every day for months as I walked home from school using the short cut through the shunned forest. Both eyes glared at me in a suspicious way. Its black feathered body is what gave me the creeps; you would... (more »)
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The Doctor and the Author (Part 2)
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“So where are you now?” Danny Pink said over the telephone to Clara. She sat watching the Doctor and the Author argue about the proper way to land a TARDIS. “They say Chile,” Clara shook her head, “But with the Doctor you’re... (more »)
A Catcher in the Rye: Ten Years Later This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.
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Goddamn, its hot as hell out. My body feels like a melting popsicle, and this metal bench is clinging to me like some sticky four year old. You know, if some scientist found out a way to purify the sweat that has been pooling under my shirt, I... (more »)
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The Gruesome Story of Me, The Swamp Monster
I woke up in the morning (well, my morning or the typical human’s night, as I am quite the nocturnal creature) to their mouthwatering smell.  The humans were so tempting; I could not remember the last time I had eaten one.  I... (more »)
Alive
“Beth! Beth!” I woke up to my mom calling my name. I rolled over and grabbed my phone. “8:07”, my clock read. “Shoot!” I jumped out of bed and ran to my bathroom. I did a simple makeup look, just some foundation, powder, eyeliner,... (more »)
Portal 2: After
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He was behind her in the lift. Chell had not seen him, had not saw him get in being passed out at the time. SHE had seen him, SHE had saw him get in, SHE had let him live. Doug Rattmann was pressed against the cold glass of the lift, the sounds... (more »)
Thank you... All of You: Chapter 11 2/2
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Gilbert's point of view> Sadness hit me like a strong wave at the beach. It has been hours and hours since I came to this hospital. And I feel useless. All I can do is watch the blonde boy. His heavy breathing sounding really horrible as if he... (more »)
Farewell to Your Loved Ones
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“Primrose Everdeen,” Effie called out. I was going to volunteer but I couldn’t. I was a mentor. I was Prim’s mentor. “No!” I woke up screaming. It was a dream. Cinna was right next to me.” “Morning Katniss,” Cinna said,... (more »)
The Voice
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The lights were blinding, the shouts were deafening, and the putrid smell was unbearable. They told me I did something wrong and I deserved everything I would get. But I didn’t, I did what needed to be done. That rotten soul will never... (more »)
Thirteen Reasons Why-Skye's Story:Part One
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I had no clue how long I sat there. All I knew was that the bus should have been there by now. Did the bus have a schedule at night? I checked the time on my phone: around seven o’clock. It was fine, there wasn’t any where important I wanted... (more »)
Thirteen Reasons Why-Skye's Story: Part Two
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I sighed. Slowly, I closed my eyes and laid my head against the cold glass window of the bus. I was hoping for Clay to stay and talk for a bit, but I guess where ever he was going was important. Either that, or he just didn’t want to talk to... (more »)
Thirteen Reasons Why-Skye's Story: Part Three
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The ground around me was littered in crumbled up calls of paper. My lap was covered in eraser shavings. “I’m sorry,” I wrote with a shaky hand, “to anyone who still cared enough to read all of this.” That last sentence was the hardest... (more »)
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