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  • Fiction > Fan Fiction
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    Captain James Tiberius Kirk of the starship Enterprise sat in his captain’s chair, thoroughly bored.  They had been in and out of warp space for days now, and had yet to come across any civilizations with pretty girls in need of saving from some remarkable clever albeit c***y foe.  Normally th...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    On a cold Wednesday in January, I came home late from work. I stopped in the foyer and shed my heavy feather coat, and pushed off my clunky rubber boots. I stepped around the displaced furniture from where the construction workers doing renovations on my house. I made my way up the stairs to my be...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    They warned me about the bridge.  I didn’t listen. The mechanic on the phone says my battery is dead, but he can’t send someone to fix it, they’re short-staffed.  He promises tomorrow. I am six blocks from home, but it’s cold and I do not know who lives in the houses I stand in front o...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I gaze at the bottle on top of the fridge. I reach for it, a simple task but it floats above me just out of my grasp. I crane my neck to see my best friend a city skyscraper to my toy lego house I stand like a dancer, balanced on toes to see over heads and shoulders blocking me from sigh...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    I open the door, and step out on to the cold, hard, chrisp, dirt, with roots protruding from the yellow patches of grass.  The trees had decayed slowly over the years and had begun to rot.  One great oak drooped down at me and become crescent shaped, almost as if it were welcoming me into its ho...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    As I sit on this chair, made of fibers so closely woven that only the skinniest of needles can penetrate, I watch the world around me. I watch as it slowly freezes, as the temperature drops and all signs of life slowly cease to exist. In front of me, I can see my own breath as it is released from ...

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