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    One Man's Lonliness

    He sits there, waiting. His heart yearning for her to come. She rarely does. He know she is with another, laughing, touching. He lights another cigarette. He remembers being here before, loving someone who loved another. Why is he putting himself through this again he wonders to...
    deleted deleted 26-30 10 Responses Oct 13, 2011

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    It was late at night,

    a fall night. Cold, like the kiss of death I have now grown accustomed to. The leaves rustled, ever so faintly, given but a brief moment of life by that cold wind. Those dry leaves, excited by lies. The sky was cloudy, but the moon prevailed through the veil of night; it was yet...
    WilliamLestat WilliamLestat 18-21, M Mar 22

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    When he hit me, I couldn't tell

    if I was surprised or not. I knew it would happen eventually, but it felt all too real. I knew there were several reasons why he did it: jealousy, anger, pride, and especially his ego. He needed to prove to his daughter that he was something and I was nothing, which he had...
    UmbrisZeal6 UmbrisZeal6 18-21, M Mar 11

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    A Reprieve.

    The man living next door to Donna was the neighbour from hell! He was a squat, bald headed little man,top heavy in the shoulders,persistantly belligerent,you could sense the anger in his walk,his stance. Donna, being a single woman living alone made her the perfect target. He...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 6 Responses Jun 23, 2013

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    First released in 2008,

    the publishing rights have reverted back to me. I decided to create a condensed version and release it through video. Soft Breezes,Love~Wind
    WindSylph WindSylph 46-50, F 6 Responses Dec 13, 2014

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    He opened the ring box,

    it was black velvet on the outside, and had a silky white cloth on the inside. The ring was gold, not silver. It matched her perfect amber eyes, that seemed to shrine, even now. "I love you Susan." He slipped the ring on her finger, there was no need to ask. Her already knew the...
    TheBellaBubbles TheBellaBubbles 18-21, F Mar 29

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    Unlike most men he always showed his love

    through his actions. His actions were sometimes slow, fast, soft or hard punches to the head. Kicks into the stomach he would let me know he loved me and it was all my fault. This excessive love, hatred, control and fear... Something we both felt. He'd hit, we'd make love. I...
    ParisCat ParisCat 22-25, F 1 Response 2 days ago

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    Remember Me

    When I had a day off work,I liked to visit quiet places in the town where I lived,tucked away from the bustle and the noise. One of these places was a well known cemetery,well known for its very elaborate monuments to the Dead. One such monument had cost the man who had built it...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 5 Responses Apr 29, 2013

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    Casualdeviant02 Casualdeviant02 18-21, T 1 Response Apr 14

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    I love to write short exotic stories

    but never attempted to take it any further. I have taken the plunge and submitting one to a magazine in Australia.
    Centalcoastlady Centalcoastlady 46-50, F 1 Response May 10

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    My first fictional story.

    I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.                                            The Jacket It was in the middle of November. Winter was coming quickly. Leaves had finished falling, and now blew along the dry sidewalk, brown and...
    LaurenJFisher LaurenJFisher 22-25 2 Responses Jan 3, 2014

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    The Road To Nowhere

    The following story was written for entertainment purposes only. It is a fictional work derived from the mind of the writer and in no way should be taken as a factual account of any past or planned event. Anyone mentioned in this story is done so in a fictional fashion. Any names...
    fungirlmmm fungirlmmm 41-45, F 5 Responses Dec 9, 2011

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    A Ghost Story

    When I was a child,I loved to spend time with my grand parents in the country,on the outskirts of a small village. Staying there,I was taken back in time,no mod cons,just a radio for entertainment or we played board games in the evenings,the radio was so ancient that when I...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 1 Response Apr 19, 2013

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    The Night She Came Back

    Standing there naked, he shut off the hot tap. The thought of a hot bath made him feel content. The realities of life would return but for now he would just soak and dream in his steam filled bathroom.The bubbles engulfed him as he lay down. Taking a sip of scotch from his...
    deleted deleted 26-30 5 Responses Nov 9, 2011

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    One of the main reasons I took to writing Is

    because of an old Friend new guy..poor little buddy lives a bad life..
    Graffititagyourit211 Graffititagyourit211 18-21, M Apr 15

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    She was running through the forest,

    desperate to escape the wolf. Her movements were numb and she was breathing heavily. She could feel the wolf behind her. She felt it's breath on her neck, and that's when she realized it wasn't a wolf. It was something else... But what could it be? It didn't matter. It had...
    OtakuAndEmo OtakuAndEmo 13-15, F Apr 26

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    The rain woke me. I thought I would write you a

    story based on my life. Mom and I have always had a thing for rain, we love the idea of watching the rain as we have hot coco, or eat soup and watch romantic movies under the covers, but reality was a different deal. We lived in this very neighborhood but the house was...
    Chabelle Chabelle 22-25, F May 12

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    An Indian Lullaby

    Ninnie baba ninnie. Sleep little baby sleep. The child was curled up in her aya's arms,being softly sang to and gently rocked. " Ninnie baba ninnie",the little girl loved that song,she often sang it to herself while playing in the lushness of the garden of her parents' villa,in...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 3 Responses May 7, 2013

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    The Unseen War-by: Rob PaquinShe crawled across

    the shattered landscapes of her soul; searching ...Arriving at the nethermost reaches of her brokenly, ragged heart; she climbed unto the zenith of it's fractured pile of fragmented remnants.It was there..., The stark and garish light of Epiphany revealed that the darkest of the...
    TheHiker TheHiker 41-45, M 1 Response Oct 23, 2014

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    A moment in time The man looked at his

    watch in irritation. His flight had been delayed; it seemed the story of his life. Looking at the large board listing flights and gates, he found his connection and gate number. Consulting the nearby map he felt a rising sense of disgust of course gate D3 was at the opposite...
    ArnoldJRimmer ArnoldJRimmer 46-50, M Mar 5

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    it's all over. I look around at the dead

    and the dieing. we had won but at a terrible price.i look out to the setting suns in the west.shadows outlinded in the night sky like giant eagels means some of the wing core survived. Captain of the didi and what looks to be no more than 2dozen solders come in for a landing to...
    broken8888 broken8888 26-30, M May 6

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    Mind Beyond A Shattered Reality Part 2

    The Light Had Faded Into His Consciousness His Features Were Blank Leaving Him Anonymous The Surroundings Faded Into The Darkness All That He Knew Was No More, His Next Journey Would Be Arduous Time Had No Meaning As His Path Wilted Seeds Of Fear Clouded His Being Where None...
    Lushiro Lushiro 18-21, M 1 Response May 3, 2012

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    It was in the middle of the night

    when they came. Their eyes like fire, their horses like shadows, they burned her city. They killed her family. They left her in a blackened world of ash and cinders. Her world had fallen apart. But still, she could dream.
    DrowningInRed DrowningInRed 13-15, F 2 Responses Nov 27, 2014

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    Although Valerie had been here longer

    than I have, it took her much longer to come out of her shell and to take up the idea of killing as often as we did. Every time we'd come back from a mission she'd be shaking so hard you'd think her limbs would fall off her body. So it came as a huge surprise to most to learn...
    DarkCelestriaRose DarkCelestriaRose 18-21, F 2 Responses Feb 12

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    You never know who is in the car next to you.

    Sometimes you can try to guess their lifestyle choices, like are they married? Do they have children? What's their job? You can sometimes guess by their cars whether they have money or don't. But what you can't guess by someone's car, or over all appearance is if they know you...
    TheBellaBubbles TheBellaBubbles 18-21, F 1 Response Mar 31

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    Open Door Sitting in the bus

    as the scenery whizzed by,Eva's mind revisited other times,other places long gone,a younger Eva who still could dream and believe she had life at her fingertips,a life full of promises,a loving man at her side,then it all came crashing down,Andrew was called for active service...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 4 Responses Apr 20, 2014

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    This just came straight from my mind,

    so if it's not good, I'm sorry for wasting your time. Anyhow, it's called "Burnt" It all started by simple curiosity, a flicker of thought. How much evil can a single person possess? Everyone is capable of great good and evil, but does it have a limit? On a simple...
    Knixveus5 Knixveus5 18-21, M 1 Response Apr 19

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    Chicken asked Bird what it is like to fly.

    Bird replied '' the best feeling ever''. Chicken then asked Bird if he could try, and Bird lent Chicken its wings. Chicken took to the sky and never looked back getting ever higher. The end.
    WinterSunShine WinterSunShine 18-21, M Mar 12

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    How I Love Thee

    It's not the way your hair cascades down over your bare shoulders.It's not the sparkle in your eyes,or your lips,soft and velvety,like the petals from a rose.It's not your sensuous curves,or the way you shiver each time my fingertips brush up against your skin.It's not your...
    diggler diggler 41-45, M 8 Responses May 17, 2013

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    Oh what of this little game

    that we do play? You come closer and I pull away. I take a step forward and you take two back. I say that I'm done with this and you beg me to stay. How long until one of us just learns to simply walk away?
    JustNyx JustNyx 36-40, F 5 Responses Feb 15

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    I've been writing stories

    since I was very young. It helps me, when I'm having a bad day, I write stories. I've wrote a few songs too since I like to sing. Anyone battling depression, try writing about you're problems, it's helped me so so much. It doesn't make you better, but it helps you forget about...
    anonymousgirl1906 anonymousgirl1906 13-15, F 1 Response 5 days ago

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    Our New Neighbours.

    When the old man next door passed away in a nursing home,his son who had inherited his house soon renovated it and then sold it. The old man had been living in near squalor for quite a while,lots of items needed replacing in the house,but the son told his father he could not...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 12 Responses Jun 2, 2013

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    He pulled the covers over her naked,

    sleeping body. She seemed at peace with herself he thought as he brushed the hair from her face. In the corner a candle flickered, sending dancing shadows around the bedroom. It had been an eventful night, one that he hadn't planned for. Stepping silently into his trousers he...
    00afreshstart77UK00 00afreshstart77UK00 51-55, M 5 Responses Feb 7

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    I love to write erotica.

    I write short stories and poetry, but keep it pretty much under wraps. I post in a few sites and love to hear people's feedback though. I love the idea of someone being able to get off or aroused by my writing.
    BlondieYTZ BlondieYTZ 31-35, F 4 Responses Jan 7, 2014

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    EYES OF THE WOLF He raised his muzzle

    and tasted the wind. The faint scent of prey came to him causing his stomach to clench. A faint whine escaped before he could stop it. The icy wind blew up a wall of white in his face as he painfully turned away. He needed food. It had been many sleeps since his pack had...
    ArnoldJRimmer ArnoldJRimmer 46-50, M May 11

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    Hunter Pt. 1

    It's late at night and I'm walking down an empty street. I'm being followed by a dark van at a distance. As I round the corner I'm pulled against the brick between a small alley. I make out a shadowy figure, a large hand covering my mouth. I beat on the hard chiseled chest of my...
    FireQueen10 FireQueen10 22-25, F 6 Responses Nov 11, 2013

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    She steps of the plane

    and in the blurry distance her groom awaits. Distance couldn't separate their love. She told herself she was destined to be Mrs Bates. She walked fast so she could be with him at the gates. In his hands he had a paper that read "Welcome home KATESSS!!!" She leaped into his...
    ParisCat ParisCat 22-25, F 1 Response Mar 19

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    I'm Writing a Murder Mystery

    I'm writing a murder mystery populated with characters rather obviously based on my co-workers. There are some of them I just kind of want to kill off, fictionally of course. It makes my workday a lot more interesting if I fabricate all sorts of sex scandals and imagine that the...
    scandinaviana scandinaviana 18-21, F 4 Responses Oct 6, 2006

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    The Legend Of Lushiro (Part One)

    The wind would flow outwards flowing over his prominent blondish gold spiky hair with long bangs that recede down his face, his eyes reflecting off the brightness of the sun glimmering it's pool of cold blue. The dark gray cape he wore flapped against the ferocity of the wind...
    Lushiro Lushiro 18-21, M 6 Responses Jun 12, 2012

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    Chapter 2 The rest of the day went on.

    . Intill a guy that insists on bullying me saw my eyes glowing.. He asked me what was with my eyes but I told him I have special contacts on he told me I am a liar and walked away. Later during last period of school he returned and said I needed to follow him or else so I...
    Graffititagyourit211 Graffititagyourit211 18-21, M Apr 17

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    "Dammit! If you love me then you will stay!

    " he yells, emphatically. His eyes stare into her seeking a crack in seemingly unshakeable resolve. He searches her face relishing the sudden emotional torment in her eyes. He says a silent prayer thanking God for the inventions of guilt and shame.
    JustNyx JustNyx 36-40, F Jan 19

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    I'm getting so inspired reading Edgar Alan

    Poe's stories that maybe something creative will happen! #.#
    deleted deleted 26-30 Feb 11

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    Hello Darkness My Old Friend

    It wasn’t fear so much as feeling unsettled. It was as if things were just slight out of kilter; warped, even. He lay there, staring at nothing, as the darkness was complete. The thin nylon surrounding him could have been inches or miles from his face, and it was only by...
    CuriousNomad CuriousNomad 46-50, M 4 Responses Mar 29, 2013

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    Another douche comes out of his bag.

    True story Ex: Guess what. You didn't seriously talk to me about that once. The entirety of our relationship was lonely for me. You are not my intellectual equal. I'm just humoring you now out of spite. Me: I talked to you about it a ton and I gave a million hints that that's...
    TheBellaBubbles TheBellaBubbles 18-21, F 2 Responses Apr 1

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    Sweat rolled down Clark's forehead,

    the temperature in the room was chilly. Clark remembered learning in school that males did better in school in cold rooms. Clark felt like his brain was a steak, chilling in a cold refrigerator. He opened his test booklet, and casually looked around. The instructor had left the...
    TheBellaBubbles TheBellaBubbles 18-21, F 1 Response Mar 4

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    The Child.

    Annette had lived in Brazil for quite a few years now,she was a professor of Arts at the university of Sao Paulo,well in her forties and living alone in a small house on the outskirts of the town. Annette had never married,never found her soul mate,truth be told she never was...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 6 Responses Jul 4, 2013

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