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Sunlight pours through the windshield bringing me back to reality. I slowly wake, trying to stretch my legs out in the cramped back seat of my c..

“Hey Elliot, I call the bed by the window.” Brandon shouts. “No, you got it freshman year so this year it’s mine!&rd..

This is a book I'm working on with someone else for my creative writing class.

Swaying in the distance are trees of palm To some they are trees but to me they mean calm You know looking at the radiant sun That the da..

This is a short intro that I wrote for my creative writing class :)

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