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Fiction
By RoseLouisa PLATINUM
Yishun, Other

My eyes fluttered open. Emptiness filled me. I sat up, wondering in my mind, questions that I could not answer. I slowly looked around, absorbing my surroundings. I was in a luxuri...
RoseLouisa PLATINUM, Yishun, Other
22 articles 6 photos 15 comments

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;Juliet had it easy; she never had to kill Romeo.&rdquo; <br /> ― Richelle Mead, Last Sacrifice<br /> <br /> &ldquo;Life, unfortunately, doesn&#039;t seem to care what we want.&rdquo; <br /> ― Richelle Mead, Last Sacrifice<br /> <br /> &ldquo;I like him.&quot;<br /> &quot;Like or like?<br /> &quot;Oh, there&#039;s a difference?&rdquo; <br /> ― Richelle Mead, Vampire Academy


Fiction
By rockerchic25 SILVER
Parkton, Maryland
rockerchic25 SILVER, Parkton, Maryland
7 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.&quot;<br /> Winston Churchill

Fiction
By CrystalZ SILVER
Muscat, Other
CrystalZ SILVER, Muscat, Other
8 articles 0 photos 0 comments
Fiction
By CrystalZ SILVER
Muscat, Other
CrystalZ SILVER, Muscat, Other
8 articles 0 photos 0 comments
Fiction
By CrystalZ SILVER
Muscat, Other
CrystalZ SILVER, Muscat, Other
8 articles 0 photos 0 comments
Fiction
By CrystalZ SILVER
Muscat, Other
CrystalZ SILVER, Muscat, Other
8 articles 0 photos 0 comments
Fiction
By ReallyLostMyMind BRONZE
Derwood, Maryland
ReallyLostMyMind BRONZE, Derwood, Maryland
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;No &mdash; Gatsby turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams that temporarily closed out my interest in the abortive sorrows and short-winded elations of men.&quot; -The Great Gatsby

Fiction
By Anonymous
AudreyAKAThatWriterGirl GOLD, New York, New York
11 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;But sometimes it&#039;s 9am on a tuesday morning and you&#039;re standing at the kitchen bench waiting for the toast to pop up. And the smell of dusty sunlight and earl gray tea makes you miss him so much you don&#039;t know what to do with your hands.&quot; - Scanlan

Fiction
By melonhero BRONZE
North Vancouver, Other
melonhero BRONZE, North Vancouver, Other
1 article 0 photos 0 comments