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  • Fiction > Romance
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    She’s home. Lilly. She’s not yet in my line of sight, but I hear her, her soft breathing and her heavy footsteps. Anticipation grows inside me, anticipation to see her lovely face and hear her soft voice as she tells me about her day. She walks purposefully into her room, coming into my field...
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    Ashes fell from the sky like the rain that fell just yesterday, only not as pretty, not as sweet. It told tales of fire, fire too far away for me to see. In spite of that, I knew it was destroying everything I loved. And I could only sit there, wait for it to be over. I was alone, too. No one had...
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    It’s funny how the deepest, most insightful girl acts so shallow. How do I know this? Because my girlfriend was like that. I’ll be truthful; I’ve always liked the hot, shallow girls. I liked how stupid they were. I could just say that they’re pretty and different from other girls, and soon e...
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    Moonlight. Such wondrous beauty. Too bad it shone on such a lonely girl. The lonely girl was beautiful, too, like the moonlight. Her long chocolate-colored hair shone in the dimness, and her blue eyes were framed with long black lashes. She leaned on the stone rail of the balcony that protruded from...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I saw you today. I saw you yesterday, too. But it was Friday that I was with you. It was Friday that you looked at me, that you smiled at me, that you kissed me. It was Friday last week, Friday the week before, Friday the week before that, that I loved you. But today, yesterday, Monday, Tuesday, Wed...
  • Opinion > School / College
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    I use to hate writing. I remember in kindergarten, the teacher would sit us six-year-olds down at a table with a sheet of paper covered in lines and dashes. Then she would tell us to copy what she wrote on the board, stroke by stroke. When these times came, I would scream, hide, lead the other child...
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    The girl was running. She always was, at night, the gas lamps lit, the sky a muddy black, trying to get home after working as a seamstress in the marketplace. She would always stay until the last customer had gone home, make the most money she could for her sick mother and her younger brother. Her m...
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    I fluttered down from heaven silently and carefully on my golden wings. I did not come from the heaven humans imagined, with their dead relatives watching over them in a paradise, but the real heaven, with one hundred immortal angels, clad with golden wings and superior demeanors, ruling the Earth a...

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