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Yet another writing for class, about a garden where it didn't belong.

All alone in a room full of people, I'm screaming but nobody hears. I'm sure, if I die, no one would notice, I was never really here in the..

I wrote this for class

Another thing I wrote for class.

I wrote this as I was sitting outside by my birch tree.

I wrote this in 7th grade for a class so admittedly this isn't amazing but I needed to have a least one short story so...

This is dedicated to a friend who could use a few more smiles in his life. I think you know who you are.

Mirrors, Reflecting yourself. Take a look... Do you see the pale girl staring back? Her eyes wide, afraid. A fading bruise on her arm, ..

I'm trying to run in water, No matter how fast I pump my legs, The water slows them down. I'm trying to sprint, My legs extending out as fa..

The ink splatters across the page like blood. The droplets spraying the paper with a dark coloring. It stains the pure white des..