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Taking Chances

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Time 1h 2m

1820 historicalfiction romance undergroundrailroad

Stefanie walked along the shore of the lake, enjoying the evening air. The soft, wet sand felt good underneath her feet. She breathed in deeply, inhaling scents she had enjoyed ever since she was a small child. A large gull flew overhead, looking for one last meal before turning in for the night. The sunset's reflection danced across the water. Stefanie sighed and smiled contentedly. She bent down to pick up a small shell, and her eyes caught on something. Someone. Laying in a motionless heap by the water's edge.
     "Caleb!" Stefanie gathered her skirts and ran towards him. "Caleb! Please, please, be alright. Caleb! No, no, no, no, no..." She knelt down and held her hand in front of his mouth.
     He wasn't breathing.All Rights Reserved

1820 historicalfiction romance undergroundrailroad

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Middle School Miniature by Diamondgirl_ema

I stand up slowly and look up into the huge, sad, green eyes of my friend. I still remember my life when it was normal, average, plain. Nothing of any importance ever happened. "Don't go!" he pleads softly. I look down as my heart squeezes. "I have to," I say, "I can't let anyone else get hurt." Silently, I sob. "I'm sorry." I say and slowly turn to jump off the edge into a dark oblivion. ◆◆◆ Middle School Miniature brings to you the life of a confused 13 year old girl in middle school who finds herself on the small side of the coin as she and an acquaintance flee from those who would capture her. I like to try and focus on the descriptions to bring you, the reader, into the tiny shoes of Amelia as much as I can. I have always found these stories to twist my insides and really have me wishing to see that perspective for real. If you enjoy this kind of story, please consider reading. Copyright is mine. Please ask if you would like to create a spin-off.

Bird Wings by LauraTiffany11312

Wren's life is about to change forever - but not how she expects it to. Kidnapped on her wedding day, she finds herself trapped in a mountain cave, unable to return home with no company outside of the inhuman creature that took her. *** "Wait, Wren! Not that way!" It was darker here and panic limited her vision, but she could see it reaching for her; its wings like two huge looming shadows behind it. "Get away! Don't touch me! No, let me go!" She shrieked. She screamed in earnest as a hand took hold of her arm, and then even more when her own hand reached for something to hang onto and grasped at empty air. She had been scrambling towards a sudden drop! The hands hauled her back, but she still struggled. She didn't want to look at it, and she still wasn't sure she wouldn't rather take her chances with the open air instead. "Stop it, I'm not going to hurt you! You'll hit your head on the rock or something. Wren, please!" It knew her name. Somehow it knew her. She was going to die! "Let me go! Stop touching me!" She was sitting on the rocky floor now with her back against an uneven wall, and it was trying to pin her down and hold her still. She kept her eyes turned away and struggled helplessly, but it was no use. It was strong like a human man too, and she couldn't keep it off of her. The wings had moved until they curved around them both and shut out a lot of the light. Its face was so near hers that she could feel its breath brushing against her skin. "Please just look at me for a second. Just look. I'm not going to hurt you." One of the hands grabbed her chin and forced her head to turn, and then she was looking straight into a pair of dark brown eyes. It had a human face too. She had been expecting something monstrous or ghastly, and the surprise made her falter for a moment. He looked young, with a bad haircut and an earnest expression on his face. "I'll let go of you, okay? Just don't lunge around like that anymore, you'll get hurt." He whispered.

Six Years After by cassifer_winchester2

My mother was braiding my hair and had prepared my favorite breakfast; honey maple pancakes and bacon. I wore my favorite blue dress and my favorite black flats. My father had prepared gifts for me. They'd gotten me a new bike, a paint set, a flute, and a book called Shallow Waters. After breakfast, mother let me go ride my bike. It was light blue, with a beige little woven basket on the front. As I rode down the hill near my home in the country, sailing by the flowing tall grass, feeling the gravel beneath the tires, breathing in the cool air, all as my dress fluttered in the wind behind me. I had grown up in that home, lived there since I was a newborn. When I returned home, there was a car in front of the house.

Dont Leave Me(Sequel to Dont Touch Me) by Ceioprsu

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༺ღ༒ Murder's Log ༒ღ༻ (Henry Creel and 000 tale) A Stranger Things fan fiction by disgruntledwriter000

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Middle School Miniature

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