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I wrote 49 days ago
Okay, theory so far- either Jamison is gay or...
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bravo. this is a great start. I'm looking for...
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I like how it ended on a optimistic note. The...
~~this morning i woke up to the stench of death,and the horrific sound of my mother's flesh being peeled from her carcass. luckily, i sleep with a chainsaw and a sawed-off shotgun underneath my pillow.~~ well, i love music.
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SHED
by ajmarechal
Poem
Rank 3606 (-47)
Dear Liver, Just Deal Wit...
by ashlutz
Book
Rank 32
Stake My Heart
by Jennii
Rank 33 (+2)
Compeer
by edellune
Rank 140 (+1)
Short Story
Rank 8409 (-66)
Public
by Chloe Xiaoping Cox
Short Story: General Fiction
Whether you like it or not, you're going to be categorized and judged in the sea of faces. What about her?
Who is the stranger? She is one of the few who doesn't fall into the sea. Why not? How did she get so lucky? Why doesn't she seem to care?
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She might be crazy, she might not be. Whichever works at the moment.
She went through her teen years thinking she was "crazy". Can she live out her future without slipping back into her sadness?
2 comments
complete
Rank 10524 (-77)
Short Story: Mystery
A simple stranger on the street could be anybody.
Is he a criminal? Is he old? Young? Does he simply have a strange taste in clothes?
1 comments
She finally loses sight of her bones, and she's happy about it.
Short poem about a girl and her mindset after Bulimia.
She was too little to know better.
What happens when a little girl in Nazi Germany doesn't uite understand the severity of the situation.
0 comments
Why do we feel?
A short poem about all the emotions we feel, and why we feel them. Why are we? What are we?
3 comments
Have you ever lost someone yo loved?
How would you live, how would you go on, if everything slipped out from your hands?
An everyday war.
We all fight against death. It's inevitable.
Rank 6432 (-58)
Woe is you, autumn leaves.
A poem I wrote in class last fall about how the leaves must feel falling from their trees.
Rank 6870 (-62)
Annie was only nine when her parents died, leaving her on her own.
A short story inspired by Bobby Darin's song "Artificial Flowers", about Annie's life.
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