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At the end of the corridor, the closed door was waiting. It was the door that would change everything. Suddenly a cold tickle of fear ran down my neck as I assessed the horrific possibilities that this would entail. Maybe this was a mistake. I took a few steps back. ‘But our life would be better... - Fiction > Realistic FictionMurder didn’t mean much to Raven. To him, it was like a random, deformed cloud that floated away with power and rained with the tears of sorrow, guilt, remorse and regret. In the midst of other clouds, it was pushed and pulled with the force of lost hopes, crushed dreams, endless possibilities and...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionSweet words of affection tickled my ear as my mother breathed. Her minty breath washed over my face and outlined my smile of innocence, ignorance and content. Her wispy blonde hair covered my face in swirls that reminded me of the sweet delicacy of cotton candy. In all innocence and curiosity, I sub...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionAfter a long day at work, all Sam could think of was home sweet home, however as she struggled with opening the door to her rat infested apartment, she realized that she had a home but never would it be sweet. With her feet swollen, her back aching and eyes drooping she made her way to the dirty b...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionWhen you’re the new kid, life is kind of hard. You can’t even differentiate between a bully and a person with the potential to be your best friend. The teachers make you do those embarrassing introductions in front of your whole class and you’re an easy target for teasing. Well, that’s exact...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionI watch her. She is surrounded with friends and I see her joy fill the room, but am I the only one who watches her pass by as she hides the chilling depression with pathetic smiles? I follow her. She goes out the door, out of sight, so I follow like an obsessed stalker I have the potential ...
- Opinion > Love / RelationshipsThe problem that arises between parents and children of becoming age is whether or not his or her marriage should be arranged. This problem arises more in the Eastern civilization as compared to the Western due to traditions, customs and religion. It is obvious that many parents agree that it should...
- Opinion > Points of ViewJuvenile delinquency has drastically increased over the years. This oppression created by adolescents is a major concern all over the world. The lack of discipline among the under-aged has indeed contributed to this problem. Children on the edge of adulthood can easily acquire illegal substance...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionThe people of the street market pay no regard to their surroundings as they hurry about. The swarms of people act like flies, never staying in one place for too long. I see cranky and impatient families trying to shop in peace, and I see immature, trouble-making teens trying to disturb that peace. T...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionThere it is. Can't you see it? There it is. You say you can't see it. I ask you why. You say it is because nothing is there. I scream, I shout, I do not understand. I am tired of not being understood. My anger soon dissolves into sorrow.I cry and cry and you do not sympathize.You just ...
- Poetry > Free VerseYou say it’s normal You say it’s just How can you say that, when a life is lost? You say he committed a crime You say he should be punished How can you say that, when a life is lost? You he should die You say the whole world should watch How can you say that, when a life is lost? ...
- Poetry > Free VerseI open my eyes And seek my chance My chance at justice My chance in life I open my eyes And seek my heart My chance at happiness My chance at love I open my eyes And seek a refuge My escape from horror My flee from torture I open my eyes And seek nothing Because nothing is ther...
- Fiction > Sci-fi/FantasyI opened my eyes and gasped. I looked around and saw that I was lying in bed, shivering. I saw the window partially open, letting in cool air. I stumbled towards it and closed it. I leaned against the window and closed my eyes, taking in slow breaths. After a few seconds passed, I finally opened m...
- Fiction > Sci-fi/FantasyI stared at her, dumbfounded. I just stared at her, what a woman! So elegant, so petite, so desirable. Her charms lure everyone in, and I am one of the victims. Lord Almighty, I can’t resist the urge any longer. I stiffly got up and strode her way arrogantly. She looked up at me form her sitting p...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionI heard the faintest sounds of crying. I moaned, why me? I tossed and turned on my empty bed. I shoved the pillow over my ears, but the baby’s annoying sounds increased. Just then, my head cleared. I was not sixteen and my baby brother’s crying was not waking me up in the morning. I was a single...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionI ran and ran, going as fast as I could. It was dark, pitch black and terrifying. I heard his footsteps as he ran towards me. Soon I could feel his presence. What was that? It was like I had a sixth sense. I stopped in my tracks trying to figure out this mystery. Then I remembered him. He was faster...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionLife is boring at times. I know, that sounds weird, unusual, out of place, but at the same time it is true. To tell you the truth, I was listening to a nice, loud song, when, sometime in the middle of it, I got bored. Ha, you would have said to me: it is the song which was boring you. And you know w...
- Opinion > Points of ViewSecrets are forbidden things. Through secrets, you are forced to lie. And if you lie, you have to lie again. Sooner or later you are stuck in a web of lies. So what is the point of secrets? I don’t really know anymore, but all I know is that there is a point to it all. Secrets are healthy and unhe...
- Opinion > Love / Relationships“Love…” she drawled. “That’s it! I am in love.” She exclaimed. I rolled my eyes at her. “Sure. You are in love.” I said sarcastically. “Do not be so negative. You say you know what love is, but you don’t. So do not judge me!” she snapped. I stared at her wide eyed. I am ...
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