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As I paused for a moment to contemplate my failure, I heard a familiar thump from outside. They came in like the waves of the ocean, uneven and irregu..
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"What are you made of?". Ive heard the question asked a million times but when do you really stop to think about the answer...I mean what am I made of..
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People in this day and time need to respect the innocence and fragility of those younger years. They must realize that in order to protect and preserv..
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As usual I felt the familiar feeling of constraint. The undeniable application of extreme amounts of obligation and pressure laid on the unrequited sh..
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“She doth teach the torches to burn bright...” Ms.Pastely said as her eyes watered from the emotional impact of the pathetic love story. S..
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As I reached the water, its cold presence swept over my feet and engulfed me as I sunk deeper into its being. Surrounded by the darkness I swam to th..
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Yet all in vain to be taken away in one quiet afternoon. It always surprised me at how quiet it all was. The world went on as normal, as if the most i..
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They were in a pack, and as usual babbling on and giggling like little kids in a candy store, ‘I wonder if I ever look that ridiculous’, I..
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Looking towards the front of the car Mr.Banes was wriggling the lock pin furiously, shoving it into the ammunition like a mad man. “We’re..
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Any bit of respect I had left for him, was choked and strangled between his very fingers. He killed the innocence in me, he killed the desire in me to..
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