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Poetry
Once upon a twilight past
A man was born and led to fast
To bring an act of God to pass
Once upon a twilight past.
He saw but scum and mice and rats
Wretched, filthy, dirty trash
He set about his blessed task
Once upon a twilight past.
On every road, all beaten paths
He saw all towns, wrought to ash
Blistering scars, one gaping gash
Once upon a ...
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Non-Fiction
Beauty
At age 18, I found out that beauty existed. I have often been told that beauty exists in everything, flowers, streams, even a dirty hobo. I found all of this to be completely ridiculous. Physical beauty is nothing more than a temporary state. I found that absolute beauty does not exist in some object that can simply be viewed whenever one chances upon the feeling. Beauty is the raw and passionate exhibition of emotion, the...
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Mystery
Of Vice and Virtue
Lust
"‘Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned."
You would think after the umpteenth time I heard that particular saying, I would have taken it to heart. Sadly, taking advice has never been my strong suit and because of that, I have to start my search over entirely. All of my work was for naught, all because of her.
&nbs...
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Horror
I- Runnin' With the Devil
I pop open a can of soda in my studio apartment. Asia's "Heat of the Moment" is still fresh in my ears. That was, before the power went out. I was at the grocery store when this all unfolded. The power went out and a woman screamed. I got out of there as fast as I could before the rest could drive out of the lot. I picked up my cell phone and strode to the wide pane window next to my sofa. Peeking out the b...
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Horror
An explosion like the crack of doom flooded my senses with horror. First, the sound, the horrid sound, then, the sight, the blood-stained jaw lying four meters from its owner. The smell of gunpowder and blood. The feeling coursing through my body, fear. And last, last, the taste of blood in my mouth, but not my blood. After the undead ascen...
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Romance
''Now behave yourself.'' Caroline uttered the old customary warning to her husband. She was attempting to give the impression that nothing in their life had changed, and that everything was normal.
In the old days the warning had been wholly necessary, but...
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Horror
Yet again, Adam woke with a sharp pain in his head in a room. But this room was more lit than before, and it seemed to be larger from where he was now. The interior was relatively the same- old, rotting boards. He realized that he wasn't bound this time; no, instead, there were cloaked men in the room.
Aversely, he tilted his head upwards. Looking past his knees which were in front of him, he got a more...
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Non-Fiction
It's unsettling the thoughts racing through my head of days gone by. Of times that will never come again. Of things that have happened but will never happen again. That life as I knew it won't ever be the same. Nothing will ever repeat itself...well almost nothing.
I wonder if there is something I could have done better....
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Horror
Murder By The Book
Emaline Carter sat behind the counter at the local library. She felt comfortable and alive in the fantasy world of others. Power pulsated through her among the bookshelves.
Her routine followed the same pattern every morning. She read the newspaper, drank coffee and then put books back on the shelf. No one ever came into the library ...
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Poetry
I. It is dark, bright, yet calm regardless of what you think.
II. Sunshine blinds the head from rising from its neck. Bashfullness is apparant.
III. Eyesight cannot prove a thing.
IV. And lies swirm like angel's wings, large and invisible.
V. Kill the light.
VI. Let darkness prevail.
VII. But all isn't matter to the world beneath, as minds are read in emptiness.
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Horror
Constance: Chapter 1
With a sudden snatch and a few hostile words, Roadrunner took the keys from my hand. A soft giggle escaped from my mouth as I raised my hand after noticing his overwhelmingly disgusted face that seemed to say, "Sister, what are you doing?"
When exactly was the last time I stole his keys? I'm uncert...
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Poetry
At
Dachau,
Said Jakob,
I laid my head
Waiting for my death,
But death did not come for
Me, it came for others like
Hungry hounds, pacing days
And nights amidst
The grim grounds
Of the
Camp,
Or the
Train that brought
The prisoners
Into that dark place,
Providing they survived
The wretched journey at all,
Sometimes death did not...
05/16/2008 | 30 Hits | 2 comments |  (2 votes) | Read more...
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Miscellaneous Stories
It was a very silly day, all things considered. A caterpillar of unusual size sat just before me, perched precariously on something that seemed oddly similar to what one might call a mushroom of equally peculiar size. For a moment, I thought that I had perchance imbibed upon a smidge too much wine at the wedding. I suppose that doesn't make much sense at all, though. What is a wedding? Seeing a large caterpillar atop a mushroom o...
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Miscellaneous Stories
Cabin He awoke…almost suddenly. After a moment of immediate confusion, he open and closed his eyes a few times to shake the sleep away. It was still dark outside, and would be an hour or so longer, it was early morning. He lay in his cot a while longer to gather his thoughts. This was not a rare occurrence for him at all. There was something seeking ...
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Miscellaneous Stories
The big toe of her left foot twitched. Slightly, but it really twitched. I looked at Nicole's face. Her jaw muscles were tight, her face glistening with sweat. Then I noticed that her right eye looked normal again.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"You can remove the charger."
"Is everything all right? You don't look very well," I said and sat beside her.
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Horror
Adam slowly regained his consciousness in a dark, small room that was hardly lit. He looked around and noticed how there was no one there. He glanced at his wrists and realized he was bound, however. As he studied the thin rope which was wrapped around his wrist, he snapped it of with a quick jerk. Quickly, he sprang to his feet as if he was being watched.
In the dark room, he hardly was able to spot th...
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Miscellaneous Stories
Behold! I have returned. Fear not! What you are experiencing now is in fact real. I am by no means a hallucination; my presence before you has nothing to do with the vast quantities of Robotussin you have just consumed. In fact I am here to bring you some important news. As an A-List Hollywood actor you are of great use to my cause, which is indeed a cause for all humanity. Now befor...
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Mystery
Alright everyone this is my story as part of the "money" collection (including stories from Dirk, Neve, myself and weaver)...Its not finished, but I've left everyone on a cliff hanger; if you like it, let me know and I'll keep writing!
April 21, 1982
The boy's pupils had dilated at least three times their regular size.
"The smell was really, really bad," he exclaimed, "and...I think...I thi...
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Horror
How I wished I were just dead! I kept cursing myself of not listening to anybody. I wanted to build my own identity and this is how I get it? Oh my god, why me. Why don't they just kill me? What is taking them so long? Why can't they just finish with me? I just sat in the corner as tears rolled down my eyes and I see this group of men getting rather rough with each other. They all want to be the first to undress me. Tension is getting high amon...
05/15/2008 | 47 Hits | 2 comments |  (2 votes) | Read more...
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Poetry
Fragile Thoughts
The rain descends, it falls hard
Revealing all my fragile scars
But if only you could see this broken heart
Three hundred sixty five days a year
The sun rises giving light, so clear
In these dreams, I still make you reappear
Do you know what it's like
These many masks I have to hide
Shedding skin protecting al...
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Short Stories
