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  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    Edgar Roleau looked up at the sky. It was a clear night, and he could see hundreds of stars. He scanned the skies for one constellation in particular. He found it. He had hoped that it would have brought him and his men the luck needed to defeat their foes. It was Scutum. He had hoped that it would ...
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    The bus driver had just left. Captain Simon and Paul waited a few minutes until the lights shut off. Then they swung their way over to their magical fan, cut their sting, and started another adventure. Captain Simon pulled out his screw driver from his pirate hat and unscrewed the fan from the bus...
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    The taillights of the car faded off behind the hill. Once that happened, the duo began yet another adventure. “Did you see those two kids today on the bus?” Paul asked Captain Simon. “What kids?” Captain Simon asked, “There were probably a hundred kids on this bus today, maybe even more....
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    There was something new on the bus. Captain Simon and Paul looked at it with curiosity. It was a long, red cord. The bus driver had just gotten that strange cord to hold the door shut. Now Captain Simon and Paul wanted to know what it did. They got down from their string, started the fan, and flew o...
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    The night was still. All was quiet, which meant that Captain Simon and Paul were ready to go on another adventure. The duo began to swing back and forth. Once enough momentum was gained, Captain Simon grabbed the fan. He pulled some scissors out from his hat, and clipped the string holding him and P...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Where is he? It’s been quite a long time. My best guess is eight hours. I say I guess because I can’t afford a watch. I can’t afford much of anything at that. My clothes are soaked and my box is falling apart. I need to get out of this rain. The man dropped his keys as he passed by me, so I co...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    Der Ritter The car sputtered to a halt. Now sitting in a lifeless metal frame with four rubber wheels and an engine that created more smoke than the factory he worked at connected to that frame with rusty rods and pins, Andrew wondered what to do. He opened his creaky door, stepped out into a bla...
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    He was addicted. When you broke it down into the basic facts, he was addicted. He had a gang to go along with this addiction. Well, it was more of a group of friends, but Mom would continually call it a gang. He was constantly with them. What he did with them is still a mystery to me. My dad didn’...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    Seven days full of death makes one weak. It was the worst week of my life, not able to be compared to any other week. Death was what filled that dreadful week. Three figures full if life lost theirs in such a short time. All happened so close to each other; we had barely any time to reflect on one b...

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