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    So next semester I'm taking creative writing

    cause I'm failing my physics class, so I'm switching it out and I can't wait. My teacher is probably gonna think I'm a freak cause when I become creative I become creative through the way of hurting or killing people/ myself so that'll be interesting. Plus I'm also good at...
    brownzugar brownzugar 16-17, M 1 Response Dec 9

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Four - Chapter

    Seven Jock didn't appear for a couple of days afterward. But, with the onset of "maturity" I didn't feel needy when I didn't see him every day. I knew he had obligations at home and needed to fulfill them. I missed him, but I didn't moon , moan or cry when he didn't appear...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 1 Response 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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    "the Magic Of Faery"

    I awake in the dark alone no breath, no heartbeat no sound....... just the absence of you. I wander the house searching where did you go? no answer........ I know what I need to do. I’ll go after him tonight and see for myself just this once...... what pulls him away from...
    mendoguy mendoguy 56-60, M Sep 12, 2012

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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...
    HallieParker HallieParker 61-65, M 8 Responses Jan 9, 2012

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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 Three - Chapter

    Fourteen For one of the fewer and fewer times as I got older, I was WRONG - and, this time, in spades. Dada received Jock in his bedroom and readily agreed to accepting the presentation of the goat. He accepted Jock's explanation of a wish to make the little female "pay for...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F Dec 1

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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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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Four - Chapter One -

    Scotch-Irish It was what a person with a poetic mind and heart would call a "kissable day" in April - one of those days when the sun is a capricious little girl, warming your heart but flicking in and out of the spun-silver shreds of clouds and affording little if any light...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 1 Response Dec 9

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Four - Chapter Six I

    was never going to like school. I would accept the necessary evil of it and study if that would keep Jock coming back - but just until I got my diploma. After that, what happened just happened. I didn't say such to Jock, though. I was sure he would quit if I admitted as much to...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 2 days ago

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Three - Chapter

    Eighteen The wet and miserable weather - not so unusual in an Irish wintertime - seemed to drag on forever and still forever. Dada was affected with what Americans called "cabin fever". Despite the doctor's pronouncement, he rolled from room to room in the chair that Jock had...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 1 Response Dec 5

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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

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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

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    The USS Commissioner NCC1710d rested

    majestically in the space dock of the Utopia Planitia yards . Mars loomed in the distanced. As Captain of the Vessel I was duly piped aboard after the traditional shuttle inspection . The chief engineer was Vulcan and a very cool character. The Vulcan home planet had been...
    Homejames Homejames 51-55, M 2 days ago

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Three - Chapter

    Sixteen Jock kept his word. He was nothing if not honest in his dealings with people. Dada softened considerably after the presentation of the finished chair. It worked marvelously for the all that it was a makeshift chair - and, after the first couple of days of use, he...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 1 Response Dec 3

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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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    If you thought you could give me fear Well I

    take what I want and I don't want it You can keep it to yourself Didn't you know they keep me In the bosom of my family I am harbored And your storm is hardly fierce enough to shake me I've sailed home and unloaded my burdens on their shores and left them there
    annickjean2 annickjean2 18-21, F 1 Response Dec 1

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    Today I had an epiphany,

    yes an epiphany (is there an echo in here?) I'm a writer, I write a lot, and write well, and enjoy doing so; therefore if I'm not writing, I'm not breathing. So why do I keep trying to hold my breath? I need to breathe, I need to write, and write and write...
    Sebastianblack Sebastianblack 26-30, M Nov 28

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    Been working more on my The Last of Us novella.

    Haven't written myself into a corner yet so that's always a good sign. And I actually go back to reread it AND still like it! Win-win! Hopefully unlike all the other things I've started, I'll actually get around to finishing this one.
    scrtasnman13 scrtasnman13 22-25, M 1 Response 5 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!!!
    MeowOnMe MeowOnMe 18-21, F 8 Responses Nov 15

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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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    PetiteChica PetiteChica 18-21, F 7 Responses Dec 2

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    Fiction Story, Written A While Ago... Enjoy~! Xxo

    Prologue ~ Serendipity is a word that makes my stomach churn in distaste and disgust; its greedy claws grasp at its victims and cloud their resolves until they lead foolish lives. Its allies are fear and faith and together, they wind their spell of false hopes and dreams...
    ChantelleN1 ChantelleN1 18-21, F Nov 25, 2012

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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 13-15, F 2 Responses Sep 4

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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

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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

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    Not A Morbid Tale

    once upon a time there was a dollgirl. She was very, very sad. her hair fell out sometimes. she lived on a shelf. it was very high and very narrow. sometimes she would fall. it took her a long time to get back up to her shelf. but she knew she had to or else the dog would come in...
    Girlonwire Girlonwire 18-21, F 5 Responses Sep 28, 2011

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Three - Chapter

    Eleven Mother was delighted. Despite the family's Irish pride, as I had said before, she was also practical. "This will make a good and hearty stew that will stick to everyone's bones," she enthused, as Jock displayed his surprise purchases to her. She was so pleased,in fact...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 1 Response Nov 28

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    I recall a lot of primary school teachers

    praising me for my writing ability, not that it was ever that great. I never wished to take it any further but I have found the mental exercise alone of composing a short story or poem very rewarding. In truth, my ‘style’ of writing is different by leaps and bounds from...
    morea morea 22-25, F 1 Response Dec 2

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    Haiku About Life

    Virtue is patient time flows with incontenence a world out of time
    LoneAlpha LoneAlpha 26-30, M 4 Responses Dec 6, 2012

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Three - Chapter

    Thirteen When I began to eat more regularly again, Mother wouldn't let me get up and dress. When I was able to remain out of bed for a prescribed number of hours and was strong enough to sit up in a chair, Mother relented, somewhat. I was allowed to sit up in a gown and my old...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 1 Response Nov 30

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    Life is full of hopes

    and dreams. So don't be afraid to go after what you want.
    mother1983 mother1983 31-35, F Oct 22

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    The Teardrop Prison

    The Teardrop Prison Inside a teardrop looking out The joy and happiness inside See the pain and sorrow Surrounding, retaining surface tension The drop does not fall The triumphal, salient feeling inside Moves the drop on its slide down Descending the cheek of humanity It...
    RavenDelcor RavenDelcor 56-60, M 1 Response Jun 1, 2012

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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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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Four - Chapter Four

    Jock didn't come back for nearly a week. In his absence, I made a sincere effort to study - and recruited my little sister to help me help Mother when Dada wanted to be out of bed and enjoy the fresh air. Despite the doctor's express orders - certainly behind his back - Dada...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 5 days ago

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Three - Chapter

    Nineteen Things change - and the world goes on. The weather improves. The days grow longer, the nights shorter. The air and the ocean warms. The flowers and wild clover are in profusion - in places, more so than the grass. I loved spring - the awakening of the world, the...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F Dec 6

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Three - Chapter

    Ten I frowned as Jock came back to the gate. He was carrying two burlap sacks over his shoulders. All Mother had asked for from him was a sack of cornmeal - and a small one at that. Oh,well, I thought. He forgot. Figures. Mother and Dada won't let me go down to the village...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F Nov 27

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Three - Chapter

    Twelve The capricious Ireland weather dragged its heels like a reluctant child expecting strict punishment. The skies turned a pewter gray and perpetually damp from one day to the next, varying only in the dampness from a steady mist to a regular downpour. In the latter stages...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F Nov 29

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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

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Three - Chapter

    Seventeen I couldn't shake the nagging feeling that I was somehow existing in a fools' paradise. I don't know exactly why, either. Things were going smoothly in our lives around the bend from the village. The only discord or discontent came form the citizenry there - yelling...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F Dec 4

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Four - Chapter

    Two Jock and I crunched our way to the open doorway - and there, we paused. Before me was the freshly washed and waxed shining floor I remembered from days when school had been in session. The rolltop desk was also familiar - as was its occupant, the thin, austere figure of...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F a week ago

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Three - Chapter

    Fifteen When Jock finally rolled in the finished chair, Mother padded it with the finished pillows. Then, for the first time in a long time, she attempted to get Dada into the chair. Her intention was to get him out the door for a bit of air. It wasn't easy. Having been supine...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F Dec 2

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    The Pitfalls Of Punctuation

    There, in the tail of that comma, in that ethereal silent pause between whispered words, we are suspended in a universe of our own making. I pirouette on your full-stop period and leap onto your curvaceous parenthesis.  I caress its hard sensuous curve and coax it to unleash...
    Vignette Vignette 51-55, F 14 Responses Jun 6, 2012

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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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    The gift by Carie Ann The smell of smoke was

    filling the village sounds of screaming and violent yelling was everywhere. I looked around to see what was going on men in odd clothing was ravaging the village burning houses children was being slaughtered in the street blood soaking the dirt road I watched in my hiding place...
    TeenageWriterGirl TeenageWriterGirl 13-15, F 2 Responses Aug 16

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    The Night Mike Robinson Relapsed Chapter

    Two "And that's why I hate our teacher." I said. Renn, Billy, Tessa, and I were in Renn’s basement, eating pizza while I was making valid points about people in our lives. "Let me get this straight." Renn said. "You don't like Miss Gellar because she said you shouldn't drink...
    kassilikescookies kassilikescookies 13-15, F 2 days 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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    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

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Four - Chapter

    Five A pleasant, warm April segued into a slightly steamy May. I was restless. I was bored with schoolwork and wanted to quit the fourth form I would be beginning after the summer break session in mid-July. Jock, however, was firm. "Your parents pay plenty to put you and your...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 3 days ago

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    I haven't written in awhile

    but I'm happy to start back up again I'm not to sure what I should write about but personal stories are usually better
    Jusjellybean Jusjellybean 18-21, F 2 Responses Dec 1

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    When Tomorrow Comes Part Four - Chapter

    Three The knocker seemed to boom with a dying echo. Sister Patricia looked up. Seeing us, she waved us in. Jock reached for my hand. I pulled back. "No," I whispered as I saw anger cross his face. "I don't want Sister to think we're doing anything wrong." We entered...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine 56-60, F 6 days ago

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