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  • Poetry > Limerick
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    I stopped by the shop for a haircut And told them I needed a trim, but What first was an inch Increased in a pinch, Now seven lies on the floor cut!...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    I looked at his unscathed face one more time, trying to force the tears from pushing their way into my eyes. I couldn’t let him see my pain. “I-I thought you loved me.” My voice sounded so pathetic, but I couldn’t make it sound like anything else – dignified, indifferent, annoyed, anything...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    I hear him. The gravel pops and crackles as his truck drives up the winding road. Then he stops, cuts the engine. He thrusts the door open, then slams it back shut as he makes his way to the front door. His eyebrows are scrunched together, and his lips move – as if he’s trying to find a way to t...
  • Fiction > All Fiction
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    The Princess lied serenely in a glass coffin with her pale arms crossed over her chest. Her face was still so pure and childlike considering everything that had happened to her. Snow White had been a maiden – claimed the most beautiful of the land. However, that’s when the trouble started that s...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    “Hand me the milk, will you?” I ask. He won’t turn around though – won’t even acknowledge my presence. “Mike, I know you can hear me.” I cross my arms and stare sharply pointed daggers into his back. But his hands remain clenched to the edge of the yellowing tabletop. I tap my foot aga...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    That horrid feeling sinks into my stomach again. No, it doesn’t sink. It drags my whole being down like a fifty-pound weight slowly pressed down against my soul. I try to push back, but I could only ever lift the forty-five pound bar in gym class. I look down at the paper once more. A bright r...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    He ran at me, kicking my feet out under me and tackling me to the ground. I laughed as I tried to push him off, even pulling his overgrown hair and scratching at his arms. He wouldn’t budge. “David!” I squealed, out of breath from trying to fight my way out. He only smiled, replying, “Yo...

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