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  • Fiction > Romance
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    And then we left school at the end of the last day. Jerome and I started to walk home. It would take a long time, so that we could avoid the Chinese food restaurant, the specialty meat shop and any houses with green paint. These things break my rules, so we don’t walk past them. We walked sile...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Flawless. The faceted blue-green gems glinted under the harsh department store light. They were magnificent, twinkling tauntingly against the black velour that lined their case. Beanie. I thought. They were perfect for Beanie. I stared hard at the little gems and the background of their case wa...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    No More Never Again "I'm Over You" I lied. But dead in the night you will never know how many times I cried. How could you leave? Not stay in touch? Just forget me like that When you came back I was startled Did everything you said How could I know I set me up ...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    I coughed. Opening the lid to the box had released a cloud of dust that tickled my nose. Adjusting my gloves I reached inside, wanting to get this over with. I don't enjoy cleaning, and sorting old boxes that were never unpacked after our last move is the worst. A glint of green and gold caught ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I left my cereal Bowl in the sink But not for the reasons that you might think It's not to sit and rot and stink Not to attract critters to the kitchen Not rats or ants or mice or mink I also left my bed unmade So that my presence, my image won't fade So you can see just where I...
  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    "Three Chickens, four mangoes, Three chickens Four Mangoes, threechickensfourmangoes, Four Mangoes Three Chickens..." I murmured to myself trying to get it striaght as I sauntered towards the market. Mr. Bartly can be quite a fright when I forget to pick up the groceries on my collection ...

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