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It’s been a whole year since I were last here. Still feel the blood crawl like ants me veins... and when I try take off me boots I still ends up just staring at that white plaster wall opposite, still broken by them same long streaks of dirty brown and same bits of half-arsed paint. And I thought it might a changed. Saw...

1038 words by N O'Connor

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Published 9 years ago

'She’s enormous' is all Lily can think, over and over. Completely bloody enormous.

The deck is slightly tilted beneath Lily as she sits, staring straight ahead and trying not to panic. Bad enough that she had come to a dead stop in the middle of the ocean; anyone would have panicked at that, though Lily is experienced...

757 words by J Cook

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Published 9 years ago

What's Under Your Bed? I'll tell you what's under mine. Monsters. No, really!

You see, my bed does have monsters under it. Well, one, if we are to get hung up on technicalities. And no, it’s not a kid’s overactive imagination. It just isn’t like every other kid’s bed. Most kids have smelly socks, CD-players and...

452 words by S Agrawal

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Published 9 years ago

It was cold as hell so we all bundled up together on the single bench, out bodies touching, our jackets pulled over our ears. Shaking, shaking, we were homeless to everyone else’s eyes. Just some poor kids who got lost somewhere along their way through the aftermath of life’s rain.
Unnoticeable, like washed up trash on...

132 words by B Leigh

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Published 9 years ago

The coral in Fiji is dying, also other places. Water temperature and chemicals are fine. Staph and other bacteria have greatly declined. There are less infections, but also less skin protection. Gastro-infections were up 20%. Most individuals have stopped paying attention to the television,media,internet.Many sitting...

131 words by T Grayhorse

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Published 9 years ago

What is love? Numerous versions exist but, Plato summed it up very well when he said, “The God of love lives in the state of need.” Romantic love is a need too and is a fundamental drive similar to hunger or thirst. However, what constitutes this romantic love is still unclear to researchers around the world.

Is there...

242 words by U Nannapaneni

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Published 9 years ago

My Diary Scraps
Sorry, Love

Strange, how we learn certain words in our life; Strangest thing, is from whom we learn it.
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I rushed through the passengers waiting for their turn to check-in. The final call has been made for flight 1020. My eyes wondered; If I miss? I cannot think...

1188 words by P Delhi Babu

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Published 9 years ago

ALONE

I stand alone on Mars. All around me are the graves of those I’ve killed and there are so many of them. Was it a virus? A mutated strain of Earthly Flu? Who really knows. The only certainty is it was me that brought it here and me that’s wiped out an entire population.

Several years ago, NASA detected an...

293 words by C Redfern

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Published 9 years ago

Monster

As police cordoned off the crime scene, a tiny feather floated in the bath above Jenny’s corpse. Still clutched in her warm hand, was Katie’s locket. Two months earlier, the ‘trophy’ had been torn from her murdered daughter’s neck.

By the Thames, a slathering dog was ripping open a blood splattered bin...

192 words by A Morgan

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Published 10 years ago

PINK MOON

A thin white dust of snow littered the concrete path like an overspill of Styrofoam balls. Summer had her hands buried deep into the lining of her coat pockets and her chin pressed tightly within her pashmina scarf. It was the first bite of wind she’d felt in a while. She had been holed up with...

1024 words by E Coles - Jordan

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Published 10 years ago

The golden summer light had burnt away the morning mist and baked the dew soaked lane. Not a soul was about apart from a few butterflies that fluttered from bloom to bloom, drunk on the potent nectar from the tangled hedge roses that embraced the verge. The morning light shone through the translucent wings; staining the...

504 words by J Manwaring

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Published 10 years ago

Walking up the winding garden path would have been intimidating for anyone else, but for her, it felt like home. The trees writhed and twisted together in the stormy night. Appearing black until the intermittent flashes of lightning briefly bleached them. She carried on up the gravel path. She closed her eyes as she walked...

348 words by N Heathcote

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Published 10 years ago

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