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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Eight - Chapter

    Ten I was pleasant, but unusually silent, while we were in the store gathering the items on Mother's list. Jock was wearing what I termed "an almost-frown" - his forehead was knotted, and his dark-blue eyes had some type of storm brewing behind them. But he had a smile that the...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 1 Response Apr 10

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    Computer Assissted Writing (C.A.W. 2011) A Short Story for Lazy Writers

        CAW 2011 My son, Matthew, is a computer genius.  Last week he gave me the latest version of his newest invention, a Computer Assisted Writing software program called CAW 2011.  In a few minutes he’d loaded the software into my computer. "Hello," my computer said...
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    I'm a new writer looking

    for some feedback. Growing up in a small lousiana town, every boy grows the same. Same hobbies, same interests, same skills. I didn't grow up that way, I didn't spend time with those boys. I spent time dreaming, sticking to my close circle of friends and no one else. I was never...
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    I like creative writing

    because it makes your mind feel like it has felt that way or like it has experienced that emotion
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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Eight - Chapter

    Eleven I wasn't certain if the man had seen me or not. Certainly, he was drunk. He was weaving on his feet as he struggled to focus his rifle and stay upright, too. I tried to be furtive as I glanced around up and down the street wildly, panicstricken. There seemed to be a...
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    Round Here Chapter One Part One (ROUGH

    DRAFT) 14,431 people. That's the population of Chacksville, Louisiana. I imagine this place is equally your home as it is mine. Different faces, same people. 14,431 residents, and they only have one thing in common. That vulnerability in the dead of night we've all felt at one...
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    Do What's Right. ... I Will Always Love You.

    I used to write when I was younger and had more time on my hands. This is something that I wrote and shared with my girlfriend long before she became my wife:Do what's right.PLEASE do what is in your best interest.DON'T stay because of me.GO.I will always love you. How do you...
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    Anticipation She licks her lips.

    .. Waiting in anticipation his arrival... It's hours away... but when she thinks of his ... knock on the door she flushes.... Anticipation She has hours... so she prepares.... and when she's in the shower, she imagines his... car lights at her window and smiles. Anticipation she...
    SweeetKiester SweeetKiester 41-45, F 6 Responses Nov 22, 2014

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    Round Here Chapter One Part one (ROUGH

    DRAFT) 14,431 people. That's the population of Chacksville, Louisiana. I imagine this place is equally your home as it is mine. Different faces, same people. 14,431 residents, and they only have one thing in common. That vulnerability in the dead of night we've all felt at one...
    rydermatherne rydermatherne 18-21, M Apr 16

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    'Garden of no Return' There was a time

    when sitting and whittling on a stick was just a way to pass time for small town America. For old Toby and me, we did just that, on a daily basis. I was only four years old and Toby was eighty-one years my senior. He had the curmudgeon thing in spades and in between long deep...
    tommiatkins tommiatkins 56-60, M Apr 17

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Eight - Chapter

    Nine The chapel-like bells seemed to peal and then die away. I waited, glancing over my shoulder. Jock seemed perfectly at ease, leaning against Gabrielle and waiting on me. It was obvious from his demeanor that he had not seen what I thought I had just glimpsed and I began to...
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    Indiana And Pennsylvania - A Story Prequel -

    Chapter Sixty Paula and I went wedding shopping at every opportunity. We found her maid of honor dress almost immediately. It was a sweet floor-length gown with a lace-trimmed sweetheart neckline and lace-trimmed cap sleeves, in a soft peach color. She looked like a flower in...
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    When Tomorrrow Comes Part Eight - Chapter

    Seven When we sat down to dinner that night, Jock casually mentioned that we had finished the examination. "So soon?" Mother was intensely curious. Dada looked at me. "Are you certain that it's all done the correct way? No errors?" "Jock checked all the answers, Dada." I...
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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Eight - Chapter

    Four Like I said before, the adult world is nothing if not confusing. My parents were no longer accusatory, but that didn't prevent them from raising an arguement's issue at the supper table. Such was the case tonight. "Dada and I talked it over," Mother began as we passed...
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    I am your greatest joy And your deepest

    sorrow Die with me each night And be born again in the morning So we can live each breath as one
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    I'm a new writer looking

    for some feedback. Growing up in a small lousiana town, every boy grows the same. Same hobbies, same interests, same skills. I didn't grow up that way, I didn't spend time with those boys. I spent time dreaming, sticking to my close circle of friends and no one else. I was never...
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    My favourite time to smoke is at night from my

    bedroom window when my dad and what feels like the world is asleep. It makes me feel safe and difiant somehow. Like I'm slowly crossing the bridge between who I have to be for the sake of my parents and the world and who I am inside. A person breaking off from a home I will one...
    TheGirlFromJupiter TheGirlFromJupiter 18-21, F 3 Responses Aug 9, 2014

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    Well, Here Goes..

    The punctuation needs some work, sorry for that, well..this really. --------------------------------- I. [A sea of deep red Crashes upon itself in swells, The ship is shattered, It now floats in pieces scattered. The few survivors Are all out of breath, Their lungs are...
    SilenceEvermore SilenceEvermore 22-25 6 Responses Jun 27, 2012

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Nine - Chapter

    Two Jock didn't return that afternoon or evening - and neither did anyone else come to see me. The bath made me feel wonderfully relaxed and more than a little drowsy. As I curled up back under the blanket, I wondered just what he had told what to who. it was awfully quiet out...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 2 days ago

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    I Admire

    The one who writes for necessity obligation, vocation or vanity. The one who disappears giving chance to the text to stand out. The one who is a Best seller And the anonymous as well.   I appreciate… who writes true literature and virtual ones who writes...
    deleted deleted 26-30 14 Responses Jun 21, 2009

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Nine - Chapter

    Three Although I said I was hungry, I picked at what was set before me. Mother was watching me closely, and Dada seemed preoccupied. Jock finished his meal and stepped over to pull out my chair. As I rose, Mother seemed ready to object. "We're only going to take the dog out...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 2 days ago

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    It was a full moon, not just any full moon

    though, far bigger and brighter than any ever to be seen, and this is what made the magic come alive. Underneath the moon, you could see a girl in a majestic silver bubble, with glistening silver smoke, floating away as it sparkled across the skies. What lay ahead for this...
    Lunarflowerrr Lunarflowerrr 22-25, F 1 Response Mar 17, 2014

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    The One That Got Away

    There is a slight history to this story; there is also a reason why it is vague in some aspects. Hopefully not to vague for the reader to not be too bored by it :) “Nieyma, is that you?”               She looked over at me a moment longer; her brain scrounging...
    LysanderFremont LysanderFremont 26-30, M 1 Response Jun 3, 2013

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    There's not enough space in this world to write

    down the words that go through such a small mind. There maybe times where writing takes place without pen or paper trying to escape a reality that no longer wants to exist. Just listen to the siren as it passes by on its way to seek care. Imagine you yourself lying in the back...
    JohnsonJess JohnsonJess 18-21, F 2 Responses Apr 13

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    Haiku About Life

    Virtue is patient time flows with incontenence a world out of time
    LoneAlpha LoneAlpha 26-30, M 3 Responses Dec 6, 2012

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    After nearly 20 years of being out of school

    I've decided to pursue a degree and am currently in the admissions process which requires a short essay explaining why I should be admitted. I love writing but am drawing a complete blank on what to say!
    poetryafterdark poetryafterdark 36-40, F 4 Responses Mar 11

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Nine - Scotch/Irish

    - Chapter One Although I was sitting up now and my tears were silent, I still didn't think I could face anybody. Not even Jock. Sooner or later, I was going to have to face my father and tell him what a horrible mess we had seen. I had promised Jock I would tell him...but I...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 3 days ago

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    I love to write. I write anything from poems to

    exotic sexual stuff. I just love to write!!
    darkheart2231 darkheart2231 13-15, F 1 Response May 17, 2014

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    I think I'm going to write short stories.

    ... I like telling stories and have many life experiences to share.... I think I will put it in paper form
    IntomeYousee IntomeYousee 36-40, F 1 Response Apr 4

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    Vermillion Roses.

    Faithless,insolvent, a slow incessant burning, Seductive, involvement, this romance with hurting. At a distance, honesty and compassion, truly more listless, living by reaction. Emptiness is consoling, as misery purposes, there awaits an unfolding, of vermillion roses. Each...
    frozenfate frozenfate 31-35, F 3 Responses Oct 2, 2012

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Eight - Chapter

    Twenty I didn't want to see anybody - to answer to anybody. I was openly sobbing as I slipped off the wagon seat (Jock had brought the wagon around the night before to the cottage and left it there in case I found something I needed to bring back. In what I had seen, I was damn...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 4 days ago

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    When I was little, I used to check under my bed

    in case any monster was hiding there, waiting to grab my hand as it fell over the side of the bed while I slept. When I grew up a bit, I didn't need to check for monsters anywhere because I wouldn't find them. I knew they were in my head, creeping through my thoughts as the sun...
    Missinghim99 Missinghim99 16-17, F 2 Responses Sep 4, 2014

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    My dream job is a published author.

    I wann share my writing with people.
    ksnaps ksnaps 22-25, F 3 Responses Apr 14, 2014

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    My Review Of Life.

    This will probably make more sense to people that play videogames, nonetheless, I hope whoever reads it finds it a bit humorous :D Life is a new MMORPG, that is, Massively Multiplayer Online Role-playing Game, on a scale that is larger and more intricate than any other game on...
    SilenceEvermore SilenceEvermore 22-25 4 Responses Sep 11, 2012

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    Hey guys, I need your help!

    I have to write a story on post apocolips and need help adding stuff on.. This is what I have so far! Hidden. Concealed. Day 68. I don't know why I bother to keep track: It's the only thing keeping me sane. That and my older sister Emily. She is the only thing I have left now...
    ParisMaisie ParisMaisie 13-15, F 3 Responses Nov 24, 2014

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    Here Are 20 Writing Prompts

    Here are 20 Writing Prompts, you are invited to tackle 'em and share 'em... 1. Pick the person you most want to see in the world right now. Write a monologue or a letter to that person and then continue the story. 2. Write a scene between your parents (living or deceased...
    Crazy4Writing Crazy4Writing 26-30, F 12 Responses Jun 2, 2009

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Eight - Chapter

    Sixteen When I was a little girl, I never had any trouble dropping off to sleep readily, and was usually up the first time Mother called me. As I got older and unending work and boring school were added to adult concerns and worries, I often fell into bed and laid awake for a...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F Apr 17

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    Hellooooo, Ummm soooo im a writer,

    and I was wondering if there is anything you guys would want me to write. I usually do oneshots, and I do quite a few pairings and fandoms like : divergent, hunger games, soul eater, princess jellyfish, etc. So if there's a fandom/pairing you'd want me to write about, don't be...
    bigotaku bigotaku 13-15, M Apr 4

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    Speak softly...Lest the beast waken from

    slumberAnd thus wreak havoc where it ventures 
    VenusFactor VenusFactor 41-45, F Apr 16

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Eight - Chapter

    Three It was like a dam had broken - or maybe it was my heart. I cried nonstop for several minutes, unable to think or talk cohesively. Why had Dada called me a liar? Didn't he realize - or remember, or understand - that I never lied to him? That I had never done so before and...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F Apr 2

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Eight - Chapter

    Nineteen I walked ahead of Jock after shaking my arm loose as we approached the house. I walked up on the front stoop,feeling funny all at once. I raised my hand to knock...and turned cold all over again. What was I doing? NO one was there...or, if they were, they shouldn't be...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 5 days ago

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    Me

    Well,ı think it is time to tell about me a little:) A lot of people who ı am friends with ask me why ı didnt write somethings about myself. For nearly 2,5 years ı have been a member in here. ı like this site indeed.My name is Emre.ı live in Turkey but ı was born in...
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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Eight - Chapter

    Thirteen The sheriff took over, none too gently handcuffing the drunken man and manhandling him out the back door. I heard him blathering, "Wh-wh-where we goin'?" "You won't know the difference," the sheriff replied. " I told you about harassing innocent people once before. I...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F Apr 14

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    The Legend of Chickenfoot

    I can remember it as if it were yesterday. The thought of the-- incident-- even now makes my blood run cold, as if a thousand cold invisible fingers running over my body. This old diner that smells of old grease and staleness also reminds me of another like it in my past. Believe...
    mendoguy mendoguy 56-60, M 3 Responses Jan 20, 2013

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    The Call of The Wild: Laying on her makeshift

    bed, she stares out the window, the drapes flapping in the night breeze... Wandering over to the window, she closes it gently.. In the distance, she hears it...the piecing howl... the shrill squeal she has came to know so well... Above her, the moon is full and round, the...
    MistyMoon1 MistyMoon1 41-45, F 2 Responses Mar 29

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Eight - Chapter

    Eight We tried to be quiet - Jock and I - as we prepared to go the following morning. But Kelly heard us leaving and stood in the doorway as we drove away, a woebegone look on her face, still in her nightgown and barefoot. From somewhere in the back of the house, we both heard...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F Apr 7

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