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  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    "Would it kill you to just use your head once in a while, Zoey?" Dante yelled. I flinched, and I suddenly became very interested in Rosie's left over crayons sitting on the dining room table. Dante didn't like that. "Look at me when I'm talking to you, Zoey." He d...
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    Despite my mother's death, from the age five to 15 I had a pretty good childhood. I owe most of the happy times to Ares. He enrolled me in training where I controlled my powers and made friends. He always made sure I was happy, and for that reason we never fought. Well, there was one time I re...
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    The night was cold, the snowflakes dancing down in dirfts by soft sharp breezes. I clutched Ares' warm hand, my seven year old legs struggling to keep pace with his own. It seems like I was always like that in my childhood; struggling to keep pace with the adults. Lights twinkled in the townsq...
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    I hear worried voices. "What if she's gone?" Nella softly wails. I flicker my eyes open, only to be greeted by bright lights. Suddenly, Nella's purple hair is brushing my cheeks and all I can hear is her sobs of relief. "You're okay!" she joyously weeps, trembli...
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    Stephanie pushed the wooden door open, a blue glow illuminating her curious features. Looking behind her just to check if anyone was watching, she cautiously snook into the room, gingerly shutting the door behind her. The incandescent blue glow was coming from a bowl placed on a metal platfrom abou...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    We can't delete dark times, but we can stop and reflect. We can't re-wind to memories or fast-forward to the future, but we can play in the present....
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    Poetry has no (rules) You can -break- {free} of the <barriers> that [hold] you /back/ Poetry is ~free~...
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    "Mommy." I whimpered, my breath an opaque mist in the night. My mother grimped my hand even harder, hurriedly running down the sidewalk. My five year old legs struggled to keep place with hers; I remembered the cold snow filling my shoes alot. Finally, we came to an alley, my mother's...
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    A chill drifted in the snowy field. Three girls treaded through the freshly dropped snow, one of them limping. "Kira, we can help you," Rose, a kind girl softly murmured. Kira, the dark-haired girl who was limping, squinted at Kira in dislike. "I'm fine." She hissed throug...
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    (Point of view of a ten year old girl) I ran. My legs moved in perfect motion as I sped through the forest I knew and loved.Twigs snapped and branches broke. I didn't care. This was it. My smiled widened and I laughed out loud for no reason as I jumped over the small bubbling creek. I slowed t...
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    I feel all their eyes on me. I honestly can't lie to them. If they want to know, I'll give them the truth. The memory ripples back to me without much effort. I remember I was sixteen at the time; Conner was nine. I came home from my shift at work, only to be surprised at my younger brothe...
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    I'm sure very many of you who are reading this right now have read many stories beginning with people discovering new worlds. Sometimes behind doors, others within vortexes. This is one of those stories. A story of a young girl named Stella, who in fact, finds herself trapped in a world she was...
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    "Promise me." She pleads, her breath ragid. I stare into Rae's green eyes, hesitating. She's reaching out to me, trusting me. How could I not promise her? I stay frozen, torn between her and myself. She doesn't seem to notice that I didn't reply. "Cross your heart...
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    "do you think she's down here?" Colton frantically calls out. I flutter my eyes open to see a light coming my way. I muster all the strength I have and moan. The footsteps quickly came near, and before I know it, Colton is looking down on me. "Oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh no." H...
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    I feel as if my whole body is being ripped apart. I collapse on the ground and scream in agony. What is happening to me? Suddenly, a dirty hand clutches my shirt collar. The person brings my body up, then slams it to the earthen wall. I wail as I'm being binded by the earth itself, the warm te...
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    They bring me to a lighted chamber, the walls carved. I feel Zach's shoulder guiding me towards a wooden door, hand not clutching my shoulder, but firm and gentle. We all stopped in front of the wooden door, almost as tall as Amancio. I gulp. Zach softly nudges me forward, expecting me to knoc...
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    I angerly stomp my way to the kitchen, the tears of rage and sadness coming. I hear my older sister plea for me to come back, along with my older brother huffing. I plant myself on the oak chair and dig my hands into my eyes. "Mary, Mary! Honey, what happened?" Charlotte asks, laying a ge...
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    I shoot over, my body padding the hard dirty rock beneath me. I try to stop myself, but right now, I have no control over my body. Suddenly, the sensation of falling overcomes me. I fling my hands up, only to be greeted by another. I struggle to look up, seeing Nella's dirty face steaked with ...
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    "Who did this to you!?" I demand the hysterical lady. She cries and shakes, whimpers and moans, but she can't utter a word. I know she didn't stab herself in the gut. The pool of blood is getting larger, though it's slowing down by Issac's help. I roll my eyes in frustr...
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    "They're so pretty," I sigh in my mind, looking at my Grandma's porclin dolls and other collectables. The soveniers and valuable treasures are sheltered by glass framed by wood and set into an orderly fashion in the curio. I would protect these things too. They're so marvelo...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Regret is when you see the tears fall. It's when you realize what you never thought before. Regret is the agony of loss and the sorrow of not thinking in the past....
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    I wake up to the smell of pot. Sourly sweet sickish scent of pot. My nose twitches and my eyes flutter open. I'm laying on the disgusting green carpet of this stupid old square-shaped mini van. Carefully, I prop myself up, dazed by my surroundings. "'Bout time cupcake," Rae snee...
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    My senses became stunningly clear. I hear his heartbeat, loud and shallow in my ear, though I am feet away from him. I see the perfection of his drained skin, every pore and the spirals on his fingertips. I smell his sickly skin, taste death in the air. Ever so carefully, Jerimiah's eyes flash ...
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    I feel so, so guilty. But I don't know why. Was it because I turned my back on him? I dig my face into my arms, the soft tears rolling down my cheeks. No, I didn't turn my back on him. Did I? I don't know anymore. What's right from wrong, from what's good to bad? I just want...
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    I look out the window, the sun a fried egg yolk rising above the mountains. I squint in the bright light, silently sighing. I honestly don't belong here. I don't fit in with a bunch of runaways squished together in the back of an old square-shaped mini van. It spells like pot and alchohol...

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