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By redsoxandsunshine SILVER
Hamilton, Massachusetts

When it calls your name, you know that you must go. The trees have been silent for too long, and the wind that rushes through them is no longer warm but a mind-numbing cold, howl...
redsoxandsunshine SILVER, Hamilton, Massachusetts
8 articles 0 photos 24 comments

letsmakehistory GOLD, Fishers, Indiana
10 articles 0 photos 3 comments
Fiction
By Cate925 BRONZE
Mendham, New Jersey
Cate925 BRONZE, Mendham, New Jersey
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"and of course you can't become if you only say what you would've done"

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By kristylynn BRONZE
Hertford, North Carolina
kristylynn BRONZE, Hertford, North Carolina
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
God doesn't give you the people you want, He gives you the people you need, to help you, to hurt you, to leave you, to love you and to make you into the person you were meant to be."

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By Cortex BRONZE
Garland, Texas
Cortex BRONZE, Garland, Texas
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
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By Awesomesauce SILVER
Daly City, California
Awesomesauce SILVER, Daly City, California
5 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
“Sometimes you put walls up not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down.”

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By Anonymous
Fiction
By Awesomesauce SILVER
Daly City, California
Awesomesauce SILVER, Daly City, California
5 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
“Sometimes you put walls up not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down.”

Fiction
By Awesomesauce SILVER
Daly City, California
Awesomesauce SILVER, Daly City, California
5 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
“Sometimes you put walls up not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down.”

YuukiCross GOLD, West Chester, Ohio
14 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
"It is more than probable that I am not understood; but I fear, indeed, that it is in no manner possible to convey to the mind of the merely general reader, an adequate idea of that nervous intensity of interest with which, in my case, the powers of meditation (not to speak technically) busied and buried themselves, in the contemplation of even the most ordinary objects of the universe."