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  • Fiction > Romance
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    "Why do you bite your nails?" He asked. Why do I bite my nails? Maybe I bite them because you look at me with that twinkle in your eye that can make any girl faint for. Maybe it's because your smile is so radiant I need sunglasses. Or it could be that your laugh sounds like an orchest...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Fire shinning bright over near, who is that child that sits so near? Is that a rich child? A poor child? A child who grew up on the streets? Or one in a home full of warmth? Scrambling day after day for food? Or having a poor man feed you day in and out? Living in the sheer cold? Or the warm...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    My father writes poetry with a flick of his wrist and a scribble of a pen, My mother writes poetry with a voice full of love and happiness, My sisters write with a laughter to their voice and a squeal here and there, So why can't I? The bees write poetry humming along their merry business,...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Black hair, white hair, brown hair, blond All the same color, all from the same place So why judge? African, American, Asian European All from the same planet, all the same So why judge? Short, tall, fat, skinny All people, all have feelings So why judge? White shoes, black shoes, blue sh...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Darkness engulfs me, for I am alone. Alone left to wonder this vast world. No one looks at me, no one hears me. I am silence I am invisible. The wind carries my voice across waves of people, but never to be heard. My echo doesn't echo back. My shadow doesn't follow me. I have no sc...
  • Hot Topics > Bullying
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    I don't what his name is, or what his side of the story is, I just know what I see. I ride a bus to and from school every morning and night with this boy, observing. He is a child who could be no older then eleven, on the chubby side, it's long greasy hair. He is a silent child, sitting as...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    His wife was fast asleep next to him hugging their new child to her chest. Their child was only a few weeks old and already he was getting a trip of his lifetime. They used to live in a little townhouse where he had a good job as an ESL teacher. Unfortunately he got laid off due to budget cuts, forc...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    The missionary looked down at her eight month year old great-grandson. He was only eight months old and already he had a hard life. His papa left him when he was just a babe in his mama's tummy. His mama was never a safe child, within six months of her child's life she was sent to jail for...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    He was to be reaching Montana soon, the last leg of his journey. He is too old, too old to be traveling, but he had to do this. Its his dream to take the train through Montana, his favorite stage. He saw pictures of the sunrise and sunset online and on the cameras of his friends who did go there. Hi...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    In the beginning of time there was nothing but the void of Chaos. Chaos was the creator, the thing in this empty, alone space of darkness. Chaos not wanting to be alone birthed Gaia, the mother earth,Tartarus, the dark world beneath Earth. Next came day then night for mother earth and its dwellers. ...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    Aphrodite stared down at the child from her throne on high. She watched the girl when she was just a wee-babe and watched her grow into a beautiful young lady. She was the most beautiful of all the mortales and already they are starting to tell stories of her beauty. People were starting to say that...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Do you know your neighbors? Do you know if they are female or male? Do you know if they are a mother, father, brother, sister, married or single? Do you even know what car your neighbor drives? If they are struggling or succeeding? How much do you honestly know about your neighbor? Would the world b...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    She was born to me on july fourth of july. My little baby girl. Born on the day the declaration of independence was declared. She would grow up learning what an important birthday she has, and she would grow up learning that it was president lincoln who declared it. She would grow up with fireworks ...
  • Opinion > Love / Relationships
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    Since he moved into the little blue house next door she has loved him. The little dimples upon his cheeks lighting up her world, the twinkle in his light blue eyes, how he smiles at her jokes that nobody gets and how he plays with her light blond hair when nobody is watching. She has loved him most ...
  • Opinion > Love / Relationships
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    YOLO. It's something you hear people say, wear and even do. It’s something that changed people, it's something you can act on. The meaning well its simple. You only live once. That's true right? You only live once? So why not go out there and do something with the life you only get ...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    I stared at the stick in my hand two little line intersection one another. This stick this piece of plastic will change my life. What will my mother and father think? My friends? My boyfriend? Oh God what will he think? What will he do? Will he leave me and the child? Or will he stay? Am i even goin...
  • Opinion > Love / Relationships
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    That feeling in your chest when he comes near. When he takes your small hand in his large one. When he smiles down at you full of love. The corners of his mouth lifted, the little dimples on his cheeks, the twinkle in his eye as he stares down at you full of love. The way he pulls you near, the feel...
  • Nonfiction > All Nonfiction
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    Today was a new start at a new school, just what I need. I can start over, start new, be a different person. I don't need to hide anymore. I can be me. I was in room three, where I will be spending the rest of my year in. Mr. L my new teacher, waited with me in the front of the class as the res...
  • Fiction > All Fiction
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    Narcissus was a fine looking lad with silky blond hair and blue eyes and a handsome face. Girls from all around loved this boy and wished for him to be their husband and to give them ch he expected special treatment just for his looks. He was a poor fellow a son of a farmer yet he was treated like ...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    They sat down across from me, they're hands folded in each others. The news is going to hurt them, but its best if they hear it from me and not one of their many friends, or from her. I took a deep breath preparing to tell them. “Mom, dad, Lisa and I are getting a divorce.” I looked down...
  • Opinion > Love / Relationships
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    Love its a normal like you or me yet why was it so foreign on my tongue? Why is it that everyone says they are in love? Do they even know what love really is or is it just a fantasy that they wish were true? Is it love that my parents have, that my grandparents have or is it just a trick of the mind...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    Death of Hector The fierce great warrior, Achilles wept over the body that laid below him. Patroclus, still a boy not yet a man laid beneath him a deep wound in his chest, flowing with red liquid. Blood. Achilles placed his hands over his chest to stop the bleeding, but the blood soaked through...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    In a little hut in a big forest outside of a common village lived a poor woodcutter with his wife and eight children. The woodcutters children were all very fair with sun blond hair and snow blue eyes. Tall and slender and as graceful as a doe. The most fair of them all was his youngest daughter. Sh...

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