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    The Babysitter Murders Chapter Nine The

    second babysitter of my young life was what people today term as a "polar opposite" from Brenda. She was Daddy's choice. Her name was Sherree Monsell, a blonde eighteen-old high school senior who wore too much makeup - especially around her eyes. Even Mommy didn't wear that...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F a week ago

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    The Call of The Wild,

    part I 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...
    MistyGoddess MistyGoddess 41-45, F 2 Responses Mar 29

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    writing has been a hobby of mine

    for years. Short stories, mostly. I mostly write stories based on Fantasy or Horror. I occasionally write drama's since those are easier than anything else to write about (IMO). I can't do comedy's. They just come out corny and not so funny. One of my dreams were to be able to...
    PsychGirl94 PsychGirl94 18-21, F 7 Responses 2 days ago

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    The Babysitter Murders Chapter Five - The

    First Murder Mommy came back into the living room and smiled at me. "He drank it ALL, Mommy!" I burbled happily, holding out the empty bottle for evidence. Mommy took it from me. As I lifted my baby brother to my shoulder, supporting his head as she had shown me, he gave me...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 1 Response Jul 21

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    The Babysitter Murders Chapter Thirteen I had

    the time of my young life that night, running and jumping up and downstairs, each of us trying to outscream the other. Sherree slumped in a Barcalounger facing the TV, one hand holding the remote. She didn't even look up as we raced around the chair and away again. I worried...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 1 Response 5 days ago

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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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    The Babysitter Murders Chapter Eight I woke

    up several hours later. Suzy was still in her bed,sound asleep. I went to our now-closed door,opened it, and looked across the hall. Both of my brothers' rooms were closed,too. I was the only one up...no, wait. My parents' door was open and they were not inside. either. I...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F a week ago

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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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    So I wrote this off the top of my head.

    I wanted to get it down before I lost it. Any suggestions are appreciated and I'm ok with constructive criticism. Rough draft: Once there was a boy who owned a magnificent bird. It was bright with color and had a voice like no other. The young boy would sit and listen all day...
    Bingbongbingbong Bingbongbingbong 13-15, M 1 Response 1 day ago

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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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    So this is a new poem.

    I'm afraid to show it to other because it's subject matter. You can’t run from me I’m apart of you I show in your eyes I am what keeps you quiet I am what infects you I make you doubt and hate yourself But you can’t hate me I relieve your pain for a short amount of a...
    kidkid240 kidkid240 16-17, T 3 days ago

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    Don't you hate it when you're writing a story,

    and it's going good for a few chapters, then all of the sudden your mind starts going blank, and you can't figure out how to write the rest of the story, and whatever you do write sounds lame?... Gahhhhh I hate it!!!
    PsychGirl94 PsychGirl94 18-21, F 5 Responses Nov 15, 2014

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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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    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...
    0ppa 0ppa 36-40, M 2 Responses Oct 5, 2012

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    My dream job is a published author.

    I wann share my writing with people.
    ksnaps ksnaps 22-25, F 4 Responses Apr 14, 2014

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    just gonna leave this here okiee.

    Don't you think we are like guinea pigs in laboratories? I mean our minds have been poisoned with filthy lies. We are the test subjects of the century. And I say this precisely. They wont set us free willingley. We are being lead astray .. All these corrupt ways. Society...
    deleted deleted 26-30 Mar 27

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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 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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    The Babysitter Murders Chapter Fifteen - The

    Second Murder I heard two voices below as I ran to the upper rail and looked down. I couldn't see who it was, but one was Daddy's, the other Sherree's. "What the hell are you doin' here? Where's my wife?" "She went to the grocery store and asked me to watch the kids for about...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 3 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 Babysitter Murders Chapter Three When I

    came back with my cookies - I had made it two, feeling in need of more comfort - Daddy was sitting on a straight chair, toweling his still-damp curly hair and looking still more than a little out of things. Mommy was still cradling Michael, who was all but asleep. I knew she was...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F Jul 20

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    Fifty-Five - Bonnie Duke/David Collins -

    Epilog The voice was menacing, and to me, familiar. "Listen to me - and listen good. Unless I speak to Mrs. Duke in the next five minutes,your receptionist will be dead." Phones echoed in the background as he continued, "I've killed before and I have no compunctions about...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 1 Response Jul 17

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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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    I like creative writing

    because it makes your mind feel like it has felt that way or like it has experienced that emotion
    babylovestar15 babylovestar15 18-21, F Jul 5, 2014

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    The Babysitter Murders Chapter

    Eighteen Daddy's anger over the pool issue did not abate as the days went on. It was not uncommon for him to come home and find one to three of us in it, screaming, laughing, splashing, playing "Cannonball" or something else. But none of us fell victim to heatstroke or heat...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 2 days ago

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    I have written two novels,

    one romantic [the Handfasters] and one horror [Darkest voyage] but am unsure which direction would be best to explore. I thought my horror was best but I have a couple of favourable comments on the romance!
    helensusanswift helensusanswift 18-21, F 1 Response 2 days ago

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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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    The Babysitter Murders Chapter Two Shortly

    after Brenda became our babysitter, my baby brother, Michael Christopher, joined the family. From the first, Daddy ignored the poor baby. He never took notice of him unless he cried - and he was several cups into the sauce. Then, it was to yell at Mommy and to complain. "I TOLD...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 1 Response Jul 20

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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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    The Babysitter Murders Chapter Twenty Mommy

    made me wait in the hall a second while she checked on everyone else. Mike, Barry and Suzy were all back in bed and in various states of sleep. Satisfied, she picked me up and carried me into my parents' room with her. I didn't go into that room too often, because I hated the...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 1 Response 1 day ago

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    The Babysitter Murders Chapter Six Things

    were wild and confusing, beginning with that night of horror. Barry had had the presence of mind to call the cops, but one step into the room and a look at Brenda's twisted neck and bloody head, and he was as shaken as Suzy was tearful and scared as I was. He went away and sat...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 1 Response Jul 22

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    Things weren’t perfect anymore,

    she knew that now. How wrong she was when she imagined sunshine and rainbows. She thought that love was always happy, that it would always be good and beautiful and strong. But that just isn’t reality. Nothing can be perfect no matter hard you work at it to make it perfect. It...
    awaywego4 awaywego4 26-30, F 1 Response May 2

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    The Babysitter Murders Chapter Eleven The

    next afternoon was chaos - all day long. It started before breakfast. Daddy came in to get me and discovered my damp training pants under my pajamas. I got a terrible spanking, right then and there, and then he called down the stairs to Mommy to get me a bath and clean...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 6 days ago

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    The Babysitter Murders Chapter Twenty-Two -

    The Third Murder The police did what my parents thought was "extensive" checking on our recent situation. They called many times after taking the samples of fingerprinting from my neck and the windowsill and grounds under Suzy's and mine bedroom windows. I knew what had...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 8 hrs ago

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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 Babysitter Murders Chapter Twenty-One In

    the morning, I could see why Mommy had been so upset. Red and purple smear marks, underlaid with brown and yellow bruises, decorated my neck. It still hurt when touched - and I hadn't noticed it last night, but now I could feel it hurt to swallow. Mommy bathed my throat...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 1 Response 1 day ago

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    The Babysitter Murders Chapter One The time:

    Late Spring, early Summer - 1970. I was beginning to take notice of things around me, that beautiful time of that year. Not too hot yet, but cool enough so you just needed a sweater or jacket. I was three that year. My big brother, Barry, was eight, and my older sister Suzy...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 1 Response Jul 19

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    The Babysitter Murders Chapter Fourteen The

    next afternoon, I sat sulking on the end of my bed with a very sore bottom, waiting for Mommy to return. Mommy had told Daddy what she discovered when she came home. Both of them were suffering massive hangovers and they were very snappish with each other the following morning...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 4 days ago

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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...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 3 Responses Jan 8, 2014

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    The Babysitter Murders Chapter Sixteen "Death

    by Hanging". That was the official conclusion of the forensic testing. But none of the grownups knew whether this was connected to the previous babysitter murder that was still "hot copy" in the papers, or if she had taken her own life. One of the investigating officers...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 1 Response 3 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...
    dreamboyy dreamboyy 26-30, M 14 Responses Apr 6, 2011

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    Excerpt from Haunted By Yesterday:A Memoir-My

    hair was longer now. Too long,straighter and shinier. In the course of a few months,it had grown down past my shoulders,which grew more pronounce with the equally rapid loss of my once abundant baby fat. The tail of my thick French plait made a great distractor when I couldn't...
    Srebro94 Srebro94 18-21, F Jul 21

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    The Babysitter Murders Chapter Seventeen I

    trusted Patsy from the first day she came to stay/play with us. She played "war" games with my brother as willingly as she played dolls with Suzy and me. Daddy made the remark to Mommy that the reason she did that was because she was a "baby" herself. Daddy didn't like Patsy...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 2 days ago

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    Terror on Extension 29 Fifty-Four - Karen

    Duke/Bonnie Duke./Christine Chrysler/David Collins It wasn't too long before we pulled up front of International Associates. David turned in his seat, still in his seat belt, and removed the smothering rags from my face. I WHOOSED in breathing relief as the smelly things...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F Jul 17

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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 3 Responses Mar 11

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    The Babysitter Murders Chapter Nineteen I

    woke up abruptly, not being able to breathe. I gagged and couldn't get my breath. The door was closed, the room was dark, Suzy was asleep in her own bed - And above me,someone had a good grip on my throat and was choking the life out of me! I struggled and fought. I kept...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 2 days ago

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