glimpses shared by our authors
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What to write, what to write. Willam tapped his blue pen against the hard table. "AAAAAAAAAAAARGH" The sound rang through the quiet San Diego night. He tapped his foot against ... read more -
______________________________________________________________________________________________ Zilena wasn't too strong physically but she managed to handle the unconscious man. She built beforehand a huge cross made of wood. She fixed his palms and feet with ... read more -
Trees. There were so many of them. They were everywhere. Trees. Trees. I'd never seen so many trees in L.A. The trees weren't as tall either. The trees in L.A ... read more -
That’s just like him, too. It seems that all Eric knows is how to insult everybody. He’s probably 15 years old or something, his face full of zits and his ... read more -
I'm not sure if it was because I didn't think before I acted or if he simply let me hit him, but my hand smashed across his face with enough ... read more -
childish, immature, and apish foe that throws its own feces in an attempt to intimidate or get its way. Attack me intellectually and I will argue with you, and if ... read more -
The words clanged against my head. I had to get out. Now. My leg throbbed and swelled, but I had no time for it. Not when he was so near ... read more -
Billy found that he couldn't move away. The girl moved closer and closer, until finally her hand hovered over his face again. She ran her fingers down the side of ... read more -
two victims. She never thought about Derek, though. Funny, she had killed him first, and she hardly ever thought of him afterwards. And of course then there were the others. ... read more -
Monday 20th Dec 2010 22:00h This strangely obvious fact hit me like a ton of bricks Saturday night and it hasn't left me since. Like the fact that you're breathing: ... read more
