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  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    I started my writing journey when I was very young, and some of my earliest memories include writing in crayon at my Grandma’s house, all about unicorns and elves. My first real story was published in the school magazine when I was ten, and I grew it from there. Since then, I have written every da...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    I never knew it would be this hard. People were relying on me. I couldn't do it, I couldn't cope... I couldn't do it. I had tried, and now I've failed. He never thought he was special. He was bit of a geek, a bit of a tool. It all depended on who he was with. For his parents, ...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    I tried to run away once. I got to the door at the end of our row, and I didn't wanna go no further, cause the-man-who-drinks-a-lot lives in that one. I don't like him. He's always mean to me. But then I was six, and now I'm nine. I can go on me own all the way to school, further...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    Green glinting bottles glare at me Dense devils tempting me with small Pink and white pills as rolling eyes So small, so much control I stare at them, wondering The gaze expectantly back at me Cherish last moments Swing back my spinning head A open window, a soft breeze Sneaks into my r...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I thought you said you loved me That you needed me as much as I needed you That you would always be there To hold me and dry my tears Through the good times, Through the worst moments Everyday there beside me. “Cammi Lawson is in a Relationship With Robert ‘Sledge’ Jones” Like, ...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    Everyone he had ever loved was dead. His whole family was gone. He was the only one left. The woman he’d loved had all killed themselves. He had failed, again. Just like his father had told him he would. He had thought he was invincible. He had thought he was going to win. The whole thing had be...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    He had sat, only minutes before, at the writing desk. Ideas swirled like wind in his head, crashing and multiplying. His brain, alive with memories and with his own genius, whimpered for peace. He could not satisfy it. He was a prisoner inside his own mind. Insects buzzed happily in his ears, adding...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    You can remember. You stoke the dying fire. The embers crumble at the touch of the poker. You limp sadly back to your sagging armchair. You feel drained. Because you are alone. And you can still remember… if you focus hard. How on this date, 53 years ago, you were outside in the snow, playing w...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    A tiny chip of glass, hanging by a nylon thread from the ceiling, dangles in front of the window. In the sunlight, it casts rainbows of light into the empty room. It illuminates the sofas, the table and chairs, the television, the bed, the lamp, all covered in grey packing sheets. No one knows the h...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I live in a world Where it only takes the touch of a button, Where we make instant connections Reach me I live in a world Where nothing is secret Where I am vulnerable and yet, untouchable Reach me I live in a world Where I can create Where I can hurt, anonymously Reach me I live i...
  • Opinion > School / College
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    Every morning, millions of school children across the world wake, dress, cram in some cereal and run into school. Some of these children learn lots of useful things and make good friends- unfortunately; most of these children live in third world countries. In the States and in the UK, most children ...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    The baby is crying. He is so young. Too young to die today. It’s not fair; he has so much to live for. My little daughter is clinging to my hand, trying desperately to prove to me that she isn’t scared. But I know she is, she is shaking, bottom lip trembling and failing to hide her tears as we s...
  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    No one will remember them, because they mean nothing. They never did anything important, anything that really mattered. So why, now, do I feel so guilty about destroying their entire world? They did so much wrong, caused so much hurt. I have never done this before. I have never pushed the button ...
  • Fiction > All Fiction
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    I dropped from the skylight into the dusty, dark village hall. It was a longer drop than I expected. I hit the floor with a sickening thump. I lay on the wood, winded and took in the room. I only had a few minutes to do it. The windows were boarded up. The door was locked. The heating was off. It sm...
  • Fiction > All Fiction
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    You forgot to tell us why you did it. You never trusted us. You never understood that we would love you no matter what. The day you did it, we were out, having fun. Jared, Kate and I took the kids bowling. Jackie won. Did you hear about that? Do they tell you things like that? Would you even care if...
  • Fiction > All Fiction
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    The waxy leaves didn’t let much sunlight through. The muddy footpath was smattered with green tinted light. Ash could smell the damp; the air was heavy with it. She could taste the anticipation of The Hunt. Today, she was an observer. She hadn’t seen this for months. Her forehead was covered in ...
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    You sit alone on a doorstep, shrouded in cloaks of darkness. No one can see your face. Not that they look. They are ashamed to look at you and give you nothing. You look like you grew very quickly in a short space of time. Your clothes are too short, and you are too thin to fill them. A woolly hat p...
  • Fiction > All Fiction
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    Alone in the room. Footsteps seem to follow me. Pacing, up and down. I must be alone. Only in my imagination could anyone be here, with me. The house is empty. I am alone. Except, footsteps follow me where ever I go in the old house. When I cook, I hear rustles. When I sleep, I feel caressing hands...
  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    They see me at the window. A figure. A silhouette. Insignificant. A child. They think I am of no value. They think I am worth nothing. That I am stupid. That I am nothing. They are wrong. I can prove it. I have the power to decide who lives and who dies on this stupid little world. This stupid, i...

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