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The dusty, old book was sitting there, just begging to be read. Annelise, having nothing to do on that Sunday morning, explored her aunt's bedroom w..
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It was a nice day. I was raking leaves outside my grandmother's home. The air was nice and the sky was clear. The mountains in the distance seemed t..
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It felt great to be here, away from the city lights, in this quiet and peaceful town of Els Avets. It is so little but beautiful. The mountains stre..
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Its an amazing thing to watch the sunset on a spring day. Everything around you seems to just freeze in the moment, as if watching the beauty as wel..
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Death is easy.
I didn't intend on dying. I never really ever thought of it. It was just one of those bad days that everyone forgets. No one would r..
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people don't truly carethey're selfish straight from the startbut some rare people I come acrossdeep down have a heartI'm one of those unluckyalone, a..
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This life is crashing down uponso tell me now, what have I to loseI tried and failed so please no more questionswhat is going on please tell me the tr..
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I can't get rid of this cloud of depression
Knowing me, hating me, haunting me
When I'm finaly dead maybe then they'll care
And maybe they'd finall..
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The silver waters shine against the golden sunset. The sweet smell of honey suckle fills the air. I sit on a porch swing overlooking the lake. I touch..
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I looked at my teacher who was reading the list of those in our own class who died. She looked as if she was crying as well. Everyone looked like they..
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