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sequel to Marco's Beginning
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I sat there in the passenger car, rocking back and forth as the train sped along it’s tracks. I had my own separate room, which I preferred. Lic..
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I apologize to all those who thought they knew me.
I present myself as a mere shadow of my true being.
I silently watch over everyone, being the g..
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Marco crept around the mansion, keeping an eye out for any unwanted guards, human or animal. His plans would come to fruition tonight. Peering around ..
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“George,” the whisper shattered the silence into thousands of piercing shards of glass, stabbing his ears. “Wake up.” He tried..
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my take on an old rhyme
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“Bring out the Writer’s Block!” Justin looked up as the cry rang through the city. This would be the fourth writer they had killed t..
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something I had been hoping to have done by last Halloween, but cant seem to get back in to the swing of writing it.
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a piece of writing inspired by real events
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Yesterday never was, while tomorrow never can be.
Today and now always will be.
Now is in the past for you as it takes time to realize now is now,..
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