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  • Fiction > All Fiction
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    A massive glass wall was descending from the thundering skies that were dark with anger and sadness. Harsh, bitter winds were blowing down with full force, like a smack in the face magnified ten-fold. The blindingly white sand was in an uproar, creating ferocious sand tornadoes and literal rolling d...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    The man's hand is reared back, powerful, like a machine, geared and ready. He feels the divine strength inside of him, empowering him, pouring into every vein in his body, richer than his blood. He looks at the woman in front of him; she was a doe eyed specimen with lovely brown hair. The woman...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The world is half his that screams, that yells, that cries, that pursues with a fiery passion everything in his life. And half his that watches it. The world is half his that loves, that hates, that yearns, that experiences the deepest anguish and pain. And half his that sees it. Th...
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    The slap of her feet fills the murky darkness. She walks quickly, fighting the urge to break into a run. It's past curfew, and she shouldn't be out. Her pale hands reach for her dark red jacket, and as she pulls on her hood, she is reminded of a story. Before she can stop it, her shado...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Her hands grip the steering wheel, her knuckles bleached an unsightly color of white. Tears stream from her dark blue eyes and pour over her smooth, round face. She pulls her hand away from the steering wheel and pushes her tear-soaked dirty blond hair back onto her head. Nothing ever goes right for...
  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    "Sir!" the mousy Dr. Fuel proclaimed, "Sir Champion! Don't waste the materials. It can't be done!". Sir Champion sat on his throne of gold. His black locks cascaded onto his velvet cloak and the slightest hint of sweat dampened his brow. He lazily flicked his hand at ...
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    The tall buildings in the apartment complex glinted in the bright morning sunlight, occasionally sparkling as residents pulled back their curtains to welcome in the new day. One building in the complex surrounded a luscious and flourishing park. At this hour, only a few birdwatchers occupied the par...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    I see the trickle of the golden lights, Lovely, dispersing in the ocean's lap. I see the wind carry rays to new heights, Bathing the wondrous birds with wings that flap. I see the waves gently teasing the blaze, Jousting slow, changing shadows with each game. I see the bright ball, same d...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    It does tell stories of all, painted by battle-weary hands. All around, it is called Graffiti Wall. On a building so grand and tall, are legends that transcend the land. It does tell stories of all, That colorful and open alley hall, (though some would like it bland). All around, it is c...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    So bitter and sweet. Eye for eye makes you half blind, Can't see the right side....
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    My name is Cynthia Barron. My half-sister's name is Mellissa Brown and she's classified as moderately intellectually disabled. Her now estranged mom drank excessively while pregnant with Mellissa, which resulted in Fetal Alcohol Syndrome. Along with an abnormally small body, glasses, and b...
  • Reviews > Book Reviews
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    I absolutely loved the book Midnighters: The Secret Hour by Scott Westerfield. It has plenty of action, adventure , suspense, mystery, and ,basically, a little bit of everything. It starts when a 15-year old girl named Jessica Day moves from Chicago to the town of Bixby, Oklahoma. Other than some ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I'm holding the key, Searching desperately, For the lock. The lock that can't be seen. Hidden rooms, Hidden doors, Hidden futures. What do they hold? I'm holding the key, Searching desperately, For the lock. The lock that can't be seen....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Sticks and stones will break my bones,and words will also hurt me. My specs are broke, The fire's toast, And the hungry hunters devoured me. Hunters and kill went up the hill to fetch a torch of fire. Jack fell down, didn't break his crown, but set the whole island on fire....
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    Whole families, along with my dear sisters, may they rest in peace, were placed into God’s hands as we crossed the immense ocean that would eventually take us to the Massachusetts Bay Colony. Puritans we were, all of us abroad the cursed ship, sailing away to the land where we could freely become...
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    The Girl Who Could Fly sounds like a story packed with action, but its basically a feel-good story. The book is centered around a girl named Piper McCloud who believes that if you truly believe with your heart, you can do anything. In this book, 10-year old Piper McCloud lives with her old parents o...
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