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Chapter
Two:
Two nights earlier
Kell sat straddling his
bar stool nursing his screwdriver and chatting with Lyndsey, the bar tender on
duty t..
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Chapter
One: Thunder
Thunder boomed loudly overhead and seconds later a bolt
of lightning flashed, causing the night sky to be illuminated f..
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A poem I had to write for one of my writing classes
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I catch my breath,
When he walks by,
No matter what I do,
I can't help but try not to cry.
I sit up late at night,
Thinking about what..
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We had an assignment in creative writing where we had to cut out words out of magazines then make a poem out of the words. This is what I came up with..
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Shadows,playing across the dark walls,Chains,clink and rattle from desperate movements,Screams,echo off the high, darkened ceiling,Blood,trickles in s..
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Wind whippingthrough shoulder lengthbrown hair.Sitting alonewith her thoughts,on the edge of a dockoverlooking a dark, gray sea.The minions of life'sc..
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Sitting in the back seat,Windows rolled up,Watching him put the flame to the bowl,He breathes in for two seconds,Then takes the pipe from his lips.Hol..
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How can you blame me for this?How can you think that this was my fault?Just because I wasn't strong enough to carry.Wasn't careful enough to rest?How ..
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I can't escape,This burning pain.There is no where to run,There is no where to hide.The anguish rushes in,like an angry tide,and rips me apart,beyond ..
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