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    ALICIA.I was late catching the bus,

    as usual having left things to the last minute.I just caught the bus as the driver was closing the doors.The bus was full,only a place remained at the back next to an overdressed woman who did not look too friendly.Just my luck I thought but it could have been worse.In Yugoslavia...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 6 Responses Feb 14

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    She lust and lust but to no avail.

    What woman lies with a stranger? A desperate one. "She must be so desperate" he must think. They both know it is true. He shakes his head in displeasure. "Please I need you." The subtlety uncomfortable gentlemen must remain sober from lust. She needs him. But that is a...
    2lil2L8 2lil2L8 26-30, F Feb 27

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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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    Here is one, it's called Reaper Academy.

    People often wonder what is death? How does it look? Is it painful? Is the story about a cloaked skeletal being real? One of those people was me, until death slapped me right across the face, not even seeing it. Allow me to pain a mental picture for you. I woke up at around 7...
    bisexuwhale bisexuwhale 13-15, M 1 Response Dec 17, 2014

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    I write a lot about Random things

    and weird things and cool fantasy stories.
    cutekittycat cutekittycat 13-15, F 1 Response Feb 11

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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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    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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    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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    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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    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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    She was in love with two men.

    One was her daughters father and one was her son's father. Let's call them M&L. M was handsome and L was average. M had a hard time keeping a job, while L was stable in his job for 5+ years. She married L & they bought a house Together to raise her son and daughter in. He raised...
    nyteacher2005 nyteacher2005 26-30, F Jan 14

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    The Dark Room

    Alone, he stood in the middle of the room. Surrounded by dark walls with nothing but a dim light bulb hanging from the ceiling right above him. Blankly staring at the light, he was trying to put together the events that had led up to his captivity. He was just a scientist who was...
    CelinaTheLost CelinaTheLost 16-17, F 4 Responses Apr 27, 2013

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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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    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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    Claudy,An Old Flame.

    Ever since I was a child I had flashbacks of tall trees and dense forests,of oxen teams pulling logs through rough terrains.These memories,because it was what I classified them as,always happened while I was busy or otherwise engaged.They just emerged and with them a feeling of...
    berangere berangere 66-70, F 4 Responses Jun 6, 2013

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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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    The end of week rest period had arrived.

    Wearily the man opened the door to his issue rest chamber. I had been a long week of creating approved designs for consumer products. The data port at the back of his neck ached, time and again he had been told it was not possible to feel pain through the port wired to his...
    ArnoldJRimmer ArnoldJRimmer 46-50, M 1 Response Feb 7

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    little bird watched the soaring ones.

    .. He shrugged and continued happily hopping along the ground. He wondered why the others put such effort into flying when everything he wanted was here on the ground. Seemed like a bother....dealing with winds, weather and sheer effort...all that flapping..ugh. He hopped over...
    ArnoldJRimmer ArnoldJRimmer 46-50, M 3 Responses Jan 12

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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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    Let's write a story together,

    using only 5 words per entry I'm stuck in the future
    diamondgirl07 diamondgirl07 31-35, F 11 Responses Feb 11

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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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    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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    The Lair

    A man's lair is his castle,his home.Without a companion to share it with,it becomes nothing more than a museum,or a shrine,filled with pictures and artifacts.How he wishes that she might make his lair a home once more.
    diggler diggler 41-45, M 2 Responses Jun 6, 2013

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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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    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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    This is actually true,

    but I wrote it as to improve my English skill for This is not my mother tongue (it is Portuguese). So this rather frighting story might have happened to me due to my enormous curiosity. It is up to you to decide if this is actually a crazy thing or just isn't something to make...
    vichugo444 vichugo444 18-21, M Feb 22

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    The hunter spied her prey.

    Her duty was clear, the invader could not be allowed to threaten the serenity of her alpha female. The enemy was loathesome. Fur covered a sickly grey. It rooted in the soil in a most disgusting maner. This could not stand. A growl escaped her throat...low and fierce She...
    ArnoldJRimmer ArnoldJRimmer 46-50, M 3 Responses Feb 27

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    One Man's Loneliness: 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 himself. The...
    00afreshstart77UK00 00afreshstart77UK00 51-55, M 2 Responses Jan 13

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    Taking The Last Train to Boston Allen Richmond

    was fed up, fed up with his ex- girlfriend Donna Thompson, fed up with the kids at Gilman High School for their immature behaviour to him during his last few months there as a senior, and just fed up with things period.People lately all seemed to get on his nerves and now the...
    dragonfang dragonfang 51-55, M Mar 6

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    There was a man who fell in love with a hair

    dresser. One day he came in to tell her but he was too shy so he asked for a haircut instead. He had long flowing hair, now shorter than before. Every week from then on he came in to ask her out and every week he ended up getting a haircut instead until he had barely any hair...
    baconrind baconrind 26-30, M 2 Responses Apr 21, 2014

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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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    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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    "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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    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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    I'm getting so inspired reading Edgar Alan

    Poe's stories that maybe something creative will happen! #.#
    imandynation imandynation 13-15, F Feb 11

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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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    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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    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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    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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    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 16-17, M a week ago

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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 16-17, F 2 Responses Feb 12

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    ......the empty bottle crashed to the floor

    statling the man awake. His head spun wildly as he clutched the table edge. He stood up on unsteady legs and staggered from the kitchen to the living room. He paused staring at the television where home movies played on the dvd player. The screen showed a vision of beauty...
    ArnoldJRimmer ArnoldJRimmer 46-50, M Jan 24

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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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    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 13 hrs ago

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    He saw her and was instantly captivated.

    To others she appeared as merely another pretty girl, blonde with green eyes but not overly super model gorgeous. Her delicate hands and fingers and fine features entranced him. Her slim figure perhaps a little underweight but beautiful to him. Her pale lips looked so soft...
    ArnoldJRimmer ArnoldJRimmer 46-50, M 3 Responses Jan 13

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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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    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 j