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"I'm sitting in a room with my books, and I'm locked in to my study pattern so deep I can't see the doors. I have a test tomorrow, and I don't feel ready. I collapse and fall asleep. The walls are now covered in words, blocks of text that shift and warp as I try to read them. A breath to regain composure, sharpness of...

273 words by T Mullen

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Published 7 years ago

Sometimes when the sun is high and the leaves are blowing across the hot, damp earth, a girl visits the tall tree at the end of the world.

She leaves little white flowers at the base of its gnarly, scorched roots, her dress flowing behind her when she kneels in the dirt.

“It’s such a shame,” she says, once, to no...

220 words by K C.

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Published 7 years ago

Tatia

It was a hot and humid night. Tatia could see the shaded black crows flying viciously above her, outside the window of the carriage.
It was the year 1501, on a beautiful Sunday evening. The guests were gracefully entering the castle at seven o'clock, for a grand ball in Transylvania. She was only seventeen...

486 words by D Da Costa Nunes

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Published 7 years ago

Transparent and Porous

I haven’t been writing. I thought that I was too busy. Too tired. Maybe even too bored. After reading an incredibly well written and moving piece I am beginning to understand what’s been going on. It’s me. Me against me.

I’ve been too porous in a world that is concrete; a world that hides...

308 words by A Semprun

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Published 8 years ago

It was a typical summer Wednesday morning for the kindergarden class of John A. Gordon Public School. The day was bright and sunny, and the kids were inside with their Reading Buddies, a fifth grade class that got shuffled down to the ground floor on a weekly basis to bestow their guidance upon the unformed minds of Mr...

937 words by J Stern

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Published 8 years ago

Longing

It felt wrong, but just for a moment. That moment passed as swiftly as the glow of a firefly. She did not know what to do or who to confide to - she did not even know if she should be confiding this to anybody - but she was restless, fidgety. She knew that people could sense her preoccupation, but she...

674 words by N Varma

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Published 8 years ago

It’s like a ball gag in your mouth. Your body so tied up you can’t even try to struggle. Forget about feeling, that’s gone too. This is the bondage no masochist would sign up for. Your eyes strain to open but, sure enough, they too have been held down. At least they won’t dry out like your skin. You can’t take a breath...

295 words by G Fehrer

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Published 8 years ago

There is a spirit and she is Air. In the sky she dwells; alone as one, but together in every living thing that gasps to breathe and stay alive. From the tops of the mountains she swirls and plays, to the depths of the seas she digs and is. She is Air, breath of all, and there is nowhere she cannot go or may not be.

But...

372 words by D Taylor

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Published 8 years ago

Bridging the Gap

When I took my eleven year old daughter to the Arizona State School for the Deaf and the Blind I had a lot of hopes and dreams for her. My greatest aspiration though, was that she ‘bridge the gap’ between the deaf and the blind. And why shouldn’t she? She was hearing impaired, but not deaf and she had...

394 words by A Semprun

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Published 8 years ago

Each part of her was hand crafted. The slope of her neck had been calculated from the most beautiful equations. The profile of her nose was so exquisite as to rival the golden ratio, and the vertebrae she didn’t need nonetheless created the most pleasingly symmetrical back a mind could think of.

Each author of her...

997 words by J Cook

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Published 8 years ago

The end was drawing near. Albert Sumpter’s life, much like other lives, had been filled with joys and sorrows, busy times and dull. He lived alone: his beloved Elsie had been killed when the ambulance she was driving took a direct hit and he’d never wanted to marry anyone else.

That wasn’t strictly true. He’d have...

453 words by C Buchanan

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Published 8 years ago

Character's Folly: An Experiment in Character Development #3

“I don’t have anyone to hang out with.” Mitchell commented. “Does someone want a son or a nephew or something so that I’ll have something to do?” For only being eight, Mitchell was well aware of what was going on around him.

“I wouldn’t mind having another...

785 words by A Semprun

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Published 8 years ago

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