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Empathy. (Poem) by destructiveyouth
Empathy. (Poem)
destructiveyouth
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  • Parts 1
A short poem about empathy and how we are all fighting different battles. “Be kind for everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about.”
bad blood by sicklove
bad blood
sicklove
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  • Parts 19
what's an adventure without a little bad blood?
Pinky Promise by kaddydee
Pinky Promise
kaddydee
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  • Parts 11
All boys will grow into men.
Fragments by northbynorth
Fragments
northbynorth
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  • Parts 14
a collection of short stories from my other stories.
December by starlightt
December
starlightt
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  • Parts 32
They met in December.
The Dreamer ✓ by northbynorth
The Dreamer ✓
northbynorth
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  • Parts 32
One day, Morgana decides to pick up a pen and write a series of letters addressed to those she loves and hates. In these letters, she reveals her deepest fears and darkest secrets, in these letters she tells of the only boy she's ever loved and in these letters she realises that nothing is ever as it seems, and after these letters, nothing will ever be the same again. (used to be named Thirty Letters) (Inspired by the 30 Day Letter Challenge)
J e a n s J a c k e t by xPureChances
J e a n s J a c k e t
xPureChances
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  • Parts 18
[FEATURED STORY] At school, they were nothing. At midnight, they were lovers. Because one minute after midnight... a rich girl and a boy who came from nothing found something they had in common. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #25 |
The Happy Birthday Song ✓ by northbynorth
The Happy Birthday Song ✓
northbynorth
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  • Parts 14
❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.
Unfinished Sentences by arctic_
Unfinished Sentences
arctic_
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❝run-on sentence - in which two independent clauses are joined without proper punctuation and conjunctions.❞ Ellie had always been an introvert. She would rather stay home to watch her favorite TV shows, cleaning out a jar of peanut butter and occasionally rereading Pride and Prejudice for the nth time while the rest of the world continued to socialize. Wes had always been good at making friends. He could buy some Gatorade at a convenience store and end up befriending the middle-aged cashier behind the counter or ride the bus and end up having fifty inside jokes with his seatmate before he gets to his stop. Together, they were like a run-on sentence: Two entirely separate thoughts colliding with each other to form a string of words, woven together together to form a chaotic kind of beauty. --- Cover by Kodie (@deadlier)
Had to be Dyson by writerbug44
Had to be Dyson
writerbug44
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"It had to be Dyson who was working the late shift at the Subway in the mall's food court with me during the storm. It had to be Dyson that was locked in the closet with me when everybody evacuated the mall. So now it's Dyson who is trapped inside of the North Winchester Mall with me." Tyler is a simple girl with a simple job. But her and Dyson, her co- worker do not get along. He is arrogant, immature, and a pervert. So what happens when they are both trapped in the mall during a snow storm with only each other for help and they need to rely on each other to remain sane and alive? Along with all of the stress, Tyler and Dyson start uncovering dark secrets about each other's lives that they never would have suspected.