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I wrote this limerick in my creative writing class a few months ago.
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Sixteen and smiling,Hoping to believe,If life is too short to suffer,Then why do we always decieve?
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The title is only temporary.
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A Chapter by Autumn
The weights on my eyes are feeling heavier and heavier. I'm not going to fall asleep, I tell myself time and time again. I can’t fall asleep; Go..
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A Chapter by Autumn
Walking out of the old, run-down gas station, I see people rushing all around me. My shoulders are pressured back, but I manage to keep my feet steady..
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A Chapter by Autumn
My eyes are plastered shut, but I somehow manage to open them. I'm not dead. “I hate this feeling,” I mutter to myself as I tumble out of..
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A Chapter by Autumn
“Check over there,” I hear a strong, deep, male voice announce.
I find myself hiding under a twin-sized bed that reeks of urine and oth..
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