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Monolouge 2: Being Is Hard Setting: Just a younger girl speaking. She seems wise for her age, but she is purely innocent. Age 6-10 CHARACTER: Being brave is hard. I ... read more -
I ran my finger over the tattoo on his chest - the bright blue octopus with tentacles stretched to his bicep. My head rests on his shoulder as we lay ... read more -
'Suck it up, Jen.' I tell myself, 'You're over reacting.' I reason. On second thought. Maybe I'm not. I peer over across the mall food court at Caden showing off ... read more -
The stars are alight I can breathe tonight No running thoughts to chase Only the glow of the stars on my face read more -
Since the beginning of time you have been real We were stars Once bright shining Orbs dancing, revolving Slowly in measured grace You and I were always one One star, ... read more -
It don't take to long to fall asleep after that, and I have dreams of Samuel. I don't know which slave is him, I really don't pay close attention to ... read more -
Voilà le portrait sans retouche when the body gets ill, you feel like a passenger. many things go on at once and you can only sit tight and see what ... read more -
Más de una persona podria pasar por allí sin mirar. Pero no era el caso, la casa tenia algo. Ellos esperaban que no se note, por su bien y por ... read more -
It was warm the day my father died. It's been winter ever since. I knew Daddy had magic. He chased away the monsters under my bed, flipped pancakes, and reached ... read more -
It's the day before Thanksgiving and something doesn't feel right. It doesn't feel wrong, but something's watching me from behind the corner, something I should know about but I don't ... read more
