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The Nerdfighter's Joke Book by hood_winked
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♡A JOKE BOOK♡ A collection of witticisms for nimrods. ❝How did the hipster burn his tongue? He drank coffee before it was cool.❞ [COMPLETED] Random #456 Humor #651 © 2014 AvalonIsely
My Wattpad Love✔️ by Ariana_Godoy
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Julie has always been the shy type. Her world changes when she finds wattpad, a very popular ebook community. She becomes addicted to it and even starts posting her own stories. But are friends, fans and votes all she will get from this site? Or is it possible to find love as well?
120 Things To Do in The Hunger Games by Tori98
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Heya! This is just a random list of things to do in The Hunger Games! I can keep adding too!! <3 Please CoMmEnT, VoTe and FaN!! <3 P.S Please check out my other works!! <3 Tori98 <3
My Rants on Elounor/Eleanor by Larryshipper_Styles
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Rants on Eleanor/Elounor.
#Patrick Problems by XxJazzychuxX
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A Book of Patrick Problems obviii and Facts about Moi, Patrick Star
Killer Protector (Jeff the Killer story) by EternalLaughter
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[1st installment of the KP Series] Elizabeth always knew she was a special sort. Her family and friends knew too. She's an introvert and feels like a weirdo wherever she goes, even in her own home. But what happens when she encounters a man known to the world as a notorious monster? Jeff the killer. She never thought he was real; only stories told at school to freak people out. And now that he's come into her life, she'll discover just why she's so special. Monsters, killers, wraiths, and supernatural entities--how special can one get? There will be love, and loss, and triumph, and hope, all for a greater purpose: The human realm needs a protector, and that's Elizabeth. --- [S E Q U E L : Cruel & Blue (Eyeless Jack story)] *****-1st Place in Jeff the Killer-***** Cover art by: Asur-Fallinplim on deviantArt Disclaimer: Most, if not all, CreepyPastas presented throughout this story do not belong to the author. All credit goes to the original creators of those characters, anonymous or not.
Hostage - A Louis Tomlinson Fan Fiction by FiveGuysOneDirection
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A simple trip to the bank. That's all it was. That's all I thought it was going to be. Until I was held hostage. With Louis Tomlinson. Valeria Alden started out her boring day by doing something completely normal. Going to the bank. She never expected for a robbery to occur while she was getting some money. She never expected Louis Tomlinson to walk in during it. And she never expected to be held hostage with him. When you're tied to a chair with one person for a whole day and locked in a dark room with them for a whole week, you get to know each-other. She just never thought her life would change so much...
Chairs by VictoriaMarieS
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&quot;Okay, where do you want me to start?&quot; &quot;Anywhere you wish.&quot; &quot;There were five of us. Dani, Elizabeth, Audrey, Taylor and me. We spent about 9 months in the basement. The walls where cement. The floor was cement. We each had our own chairs. Dani had her baby blue chair with white roses in the upper right corner. Elizabeth had her pale pink chair with white daiseys in the lower right corner. Audrey had her yellow chair with white roses in the upper left corner. Taylor had her black chair with red roses in the lower left corner. I had a white chair with sunflowers that sat in the center, the very center of the room. Each of us had a light above our heads. There were no covers in the lights just the wires losely hanging with the light attached at the end. The front legs of all our chairs had buckles that when we sat down they were right where our ankles were like he knew just were to put them. There were buckles on our arm rests that when we laid are arms on them the buckels our wrist were in the perfect spot. I think its funny how we all never made the conecction.&quot; &quot;What conecction would that be?&quot; &quot;That we all have brown hair, blue eyes, were 5'5, all weighed 130. That when you put the first letter of each of our names together it spells Death. I love how at one point we all thought something, right before we were taken. Dani thought she was going to get mail. Elizabeth thought she was picking up dinner. Audrey thought she was going to class. Taylor thought she was taking her dog for a walk and I thought I was going to marry him and that I loved him with all my heart.&quot;
Daughter 4254 by LeighStatham
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Daughter4254 used to think life in a community where art, music and names are outlawed would suffocate her creative spirit. Now that she’s rotting in a prison cell, she’s not sure her dying mother made the right choice when she entrusted her with the secrets of rebellion. Prison has given her plenty of time to relive every mistake and lose all hope. Her next stop is the MindWipe. Then she meets Thomas, a fellow inmate, who tells her stories of the mythical mountain colonies where people have names and the arts thrive. Together they plot an escape, knowing if they fail, they will die. Or worse, their consciousness will be taken by the MindWipe, leaving their bodies free for the government to use. When nothing goes as planned, Daughter4254 must choose between using her mother's secret to better the world she hates, or following Thomas to the quiet life of freedom she has always craved.