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  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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           It's sad and lonely the way I am. Colors have no hue. Shapes have no form and sights to see cannot be seen. It's the way I've lived my life since birth. I cannot see. I can hear, smell, taste and touch, but all of it seems  meaningless if I can't see it.       It...
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              All I saw was the orange and yellow flames engulfing my home. All I saw was the red liquid staining my hands. Blood. It was blood. It wasn't mine. I was alright.       I looked up abruptly when I heard a piercing scream echo through the night from my burning house. Panic gri...
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         I woke up and rubbed my eyes. I looked around but saw nothing but empty darkness. I felt tears sting my eyes and I started to cry. I remembered everything. The burning pain, my father's drunk face. My mother's horrified one. Even the sound of the gun I remembered. The only thing I ...
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                 I strained to see my hand. I didn't see it until it was right in front of my face, and even then I only saw the faintest outline. I wanted so badly to yell and scream and shout but I knew that if I did I'd be dead.          We had left our home two years ago and h...
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                   I heard the cashier shouting and fear made my legs shake but my adrenaline kept me going. Besides I have to. I can't afford anything anymore. Mom dying. Dad abandoning me just months after. Even though it's been four years I still can't get past the fear I feel ...
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                     I was starting my senior year project as a volunteer at the local nursing home. Essentially I was a candy striper. I didn't particularly like changing bedpans and delivering food to old people but this place was high end. It was also like my own personal form of entert...
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                    I ran out of the house crying. Daddy had hit me again. Why was he so mean to me and mama? We only ever loved him. It wasn't fair. Plus, on top of that we live where it's always hot and dry. It's so boring. The cacti hurt my hands when I touch them. The hot sand...
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               Everyone always says that time heals all wounds. Frankly, I think those people are idiots. They obviously haven't ever lost someone. It can be quick and painless at first, like ripping off a band-aid. Or it can be long and grueling, slowly turning you mad at watching the ones y...
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    Dear school mates,           Are you proud of yourselves? Do feel accomplished when you make other's hearts carry so much pain? Do you know what's it like to know who you are and be beaten down because of it? Have you ever, even once in your life, felt like you weren't loved? ...
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                                                                        Who is this girl? I feel like I know her but I just can't place a name. Where am I? What's going on? Who am I? These were all questions I asked when I laid there in the hospital bed. I ...
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                   It was a sunny warm day. The sky was a pure blue and the animals seemed happy. It was a fairy tale day. But not just for the reason of it being beautiful. It was a fairy tale day because it was me and my boyfriend's anniversary. The anniversary of the day we said we loved...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    I woke up in morning wondering what to wear, Then I realized that I don't really care, I like to wear my vans with neon strings And I like to do so many crazy things, Does that make me weird, or just unique? Well come on stand up and speak Be poised against perfection, Choose something...

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