Small writers/ great plots in progress
4 stories
The Collection  by CariTetteh
CariTetteh
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A poem for just about anything.
Undercover by Lauraenchan
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Emery's life used to be perfect. She had her best (and only) friend Archie, who would care for her and stay by her side in any situation. But one day, he suddenly disappeared and she never saw him again. But what if he's hiding right under her nose, but in a different identity he wishes was never his.
Run little girl, run by youoiyinssb
youoiyinssb
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I've always been told to value my family. To love and cherish them. I always did until one frightful day that my entire family collapsed and it was my fault. But was it really? ------------------------------ When Alessia Accardo was 10 years old, she was framed for her mothers death that was set up by her aunt and twin sister. For two years, Alessia's older brothers, sister, father and aunt put her through constant abuse to relieve themselves from the pain of their loss until one day, Alessia overheard her father planning on sending her away the very next day to a place she's terrified of. Having no choice, Alessia ran away from her home, leaving that painstaking childhood behind. Fast forward to four years later, Alessia is no longer that naive little girl, now she is a force to be reckoned with, becoming the number one street fighter and assassin of all time. Despite all this, Alessia's paranoia still lingers with her to this day that her family will one day find her and take her back. But knowing Alessia, she's determined to not let that happen.
THE DEATH SWITCH by XxMrJeonxX
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An ordinary 17year old girl lives with her mother in a cynical town, in a incessant cycle of mediocrity, With not much to expect rather than a 'living-to-survive' kind of morale. working in a palace quotidianly, no light, no sound, no souls???... a palace hidden with delphic, unexplainable deaths of the royal family... The Basement..? 4 senile walls, covered with vulnerable dried blood with ridiculous thick air, molecules of dust roaming the room. A red button covered with a blood-stained glass box, an overwhelming temptation to press it. What if I press it?...