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Chapter 3 The girl could smell the sickly in the air. She could feel the aura of injured souls and heard the sounds..

These Hands These hands Are cold; Frigid. Like sand, Everything flows between them; Grasping nothing more..

Preface I’m surrounded by a sea of people; people who I’ve never seen before and people who I’ve passed on more than on..

Chapter 1: Summer Fun I could hear a noise in the distance and I felt my peace being disrupted. I wished it would go away and I tried my ..

One in the Same Dedicated to my brother Danny You and I are different. Not only on the outside, But on the inside too. We act different, ..

Chapter 2: The Beginning The building was huge and I could hear the faint noise of the music playing inside. The walls of the building ..

Different Worlds We might live on the same piece of earth But we all live in different worlds. You on one, And me on another. Two different wo..

Chapter 3: Last Day of Vacation The rest of the week blew past me as if time was in fast forward; I wished that the week had dragged ..