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All night long, my mind was pregnant and swarming with a million different thoughts and questions, even though it seemed at first most of my long te..
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Just then, I heard something approaching through the blue grass outside my window, and stiffening, I backed myself up against my desk, grabbing a pair..
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Wrote this song to play on my guitar, doesnt have any repeating chorus or bridge i just wrote what i was feeling at the moment.
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Violet eyelids grow heavy,
And fall with the sound of drums.
My fingers clench numbly,
Because they know my time has come.
I can no longer hear..
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THERE ONCE WAS a strange little house on a strange little street, located in a strange little town named Popplemell. A strange little girl named Arab..
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Arabelle was an extremely bright, curious, and adventurous little girl, with an imagination much bigger than her tiny size would lead you to believe. ..
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Upon moving to this quiet, mysterious town, Sophia is an insomniac; the nightmares she hasn�t experienced for years about wolves and death..
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The rugged, matted dark fur was standing on end in a threatening manner.The sleek, slender body was arched in a way suggesting it was prepared and e..
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I awoke just before the image of sharp, vicious razors dug themselves into my flesh, just as they had many, many times before in my childhood.
Fro..
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It’s a shame to say I didn’t receive the same introduction for the rest of my classes, in fact, for most of the classes I didn’t g..
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