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Fiction
By Anonymous

Everything seemed so normal that day. It was mid-summer, the birds were chirping, the sun was shining, and I felt like I was on top of the world. I was outside, but ran in for a...

Fiction
By jethro claude BRONZE
Willingboro, New Jersey
jethro claude BRONZE, Willingboro, New Jersey
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
Fiction
By WaWa29 SILVER
Holmdel, New Jersey
WaWa29 SILVER, Holmdel, New Jersey
9 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Words are the pen of the heart, but music is the pen of the soul." ~Shneur Zalman

Fiction
By Teily SILVER
Woodbridge, Virginia
Teily SILVER, Woodbridge, Virginia
7 articles 0 photos 11 comments

Favorite Quote:
Why dwell in the past, when you could look brightly towards the future?<br /> ~Marteil

Fiction
By belldandy BRONZE
Ormond Beach, Florida
belldandy BRONZE, Ormond Beach, Florida
3 articles 0 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
she puts her make up on like grafitti on the walls of the heart land :<br /> Billie Joe Armstrong

Fiction
By Kathy Ly BRONZE
Anaheim, California
Kathy Ly BRONZE, Anaheim, California
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
Rebecca.Y BRONZE, Jericho, Vermont
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments
Fiction
By GuitarGirl15 BRONZE
Huntsville, Alabama
GuitarGirl15 BRONZE, Huntsville, Alabama
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say. ~Ana&iuml;s Nin

Fiction
By NickWelsh BRONZE
Broomfield, Colorado
NickWelsh BRONZE, Broomfield, Colorado
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Be optimistic; someday all the people you hate will be dead.&quot;

Fiction
By Akihiko BRONZE
Santa Ana, California
Akihiko BRONZE, Santa Ana, California
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Existence, as we know it, is full of sorrow. To mention only one minor point: every man is a condemned criminal, only he does not know the date of his execution.&quot; - Aleister Crowley