Laura
“Save me! Please!” she screams as the fire claims her skin and caresses her body.
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drops of mercury
she's just a little bit lost on her way to happily ever after, armed with a heart that's spinning out of control.
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Contrast
A collection of tragedies of sorts, of demons or angels (whatever you'd fancy to call them) that lurk and/or gleam in my mind. Written when the moon's dreary and the sun's near awakening. Obnoxiously metaphoric, subtly inspirational. © Jake Sullivan, 2014
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Dreamscape
[Camp Nanowrimo Project] They watched him grow up from the gaps in the floorboards. They waited for his dreams to die and his hope to wither. They fed on his dying childhood. They. The monsters.
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James Mandarin
"Everyone has secrets." James has a problem; he cuts himself. He is in love with his best friend, Chloe, but is too afraid to tell her. His father is attracted to the bottle, and his mother wears fake diamond rings on her finger. James' world is crumbling. The razor is his only companion and the slits on his thig...
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without further ado
instruments make music. people love music. they say that no music is no life. well, our story's heroine's first instrument was the rainbow coloured xylophone, age three. ever since then she has mastered every instrument she has come upon. she does it for the euphoria it brings, knowing that your fingers, your set of l...
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Exit Wounds
Jeanie Hall is a mess after her late boyfriend dies - so much so, that she manages to throw a baby into the frozen section, get sent to court, and sentenced to a year of art therapy. August Fletcher seems to be the king of staying happy. But behind the scenes, he's grieving the loss of the son his psycho wife took awa...
