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It was one boring thursday. Well, what else is new, life is getting more and more boring everyday. I checked the time, I still have less than an hour before i could hit the road and go home. And it's not as if I can't wait to go home. I have nothing to do there either.
I tried to while my time browsing my mailbox, then it caught my eyes. The email was dated two days ago, came...
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It’s around one week. I’ve changed
myself completely in the past one week. Neatly washed and pressed trousers;
starch dipped shining cotton shirts perfectly tucked in; aligning the pressed
lines of shirt and trouser…. It is altogether a new Ramu. Of course, whatever
styling I do, it could be on the choice less uniform of khakhi trousers and
white shirt. I think it was...
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The Birth and Death of a Gang(ster)(s): The
Trials and Tribulations of Two Bright Eyed Kids Looking to Start a Gang Empire.
A Play
Characters:
Gustav
Melvin
ACT 1 Scene1
In a neighborhood somewhere in the
world, two kids shifting through the on sale clothes in Wal-Mart’s young men’s
section.
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Romance
The Witch Hunters: Life of the Half Witch Eliza Saunders
By Christiane Cardinal
Prologue
Eliza Saunders is a half witch because her father was a witch hunter and her mother was a witch. Sometimes she wishes she had died with her coven because for 5 years she had been trying to find a safe place to stay so that the witch hunters wouldn't find her, so when one day she...
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“This Too Shall Pass”
Or
Why Facebook sucks for those who’ve just broken up
When Prince Tristan received the break-up letter from his lover, Prince Karman, he shut himself up in his chamber and denied the company of everyone. After a week he emerged, and behind the puffiness of his eyes shown a fire of determination. He called forth the...
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Nothing Else Matters
I wonder, what could you be doing this very instant, this very moment I’m thinking of you?
Are you thinking of me too?
Missing me, like I’m missing you?
As
I lay awake, dead in the night, in this darkened room, I think of you,
and all that’s happened between us these last few weeks.
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Romance
Escaping from Shiv’s house was not easy. The house was under surveillance 24/7. There were security guards present at the gate and all around the house. All I could do was stand at the huge bulletproof glass windows and stare outside. I had not seen my mum and I didn’t know whether she was dead or alive. Shiv’s mum used to come to my room once a week or so and I never saw...
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Time Machine
"Shit!" said Maxine, as the hot coffee splashed all over her lap; "What is wrong with you Charlie Sidebottom!" Charlie had slammed on the breaks as he as he pulled up to the curb causing the spill. Charlie was driving his old Buick Electra 225 that afternoon, when he and Maxine were pulling up to their next stop. He found a spot directly...
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*STARLIGHT* I awoke to the sound of screaming. Not the kind of screaming you see, or for a better word, hear in horror movies. I awoke to screams of delight, my mother screeched “Lizzie, Lizzie! You’ll never guess what just came in the post!” my sister looked glum and I knew something was up. I quickly, as quickly as possible considering it was...
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I hardly remember what I had for dinner last night but it's a wonder that I can remind his face clearly even after 20 years…
I saw him in a distance at first but I thought I never had been this close to any one; not only by my soul even with my whole body. It was a party, kind of boring to me cause I didn't know someone; just hardly the hostess, I sat...
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I Saw Her
I see no bravery, no
bravery, in your eyes anymore. ~ James Blunt
Although we are the
products of our past, we are not prisoners of it. ~Betty
An eerie howling broke
the delicate balance of an unusually silent night. Unease spread sporadically
and that's the first time I saw him. He looked like anything except human.
Blood stained head,...
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A Memory Never To Be Forgotten
A yellow rose stands for friendship
,A red rose stands for love,
A white rose stands for internal love.
So, what does the black rose stand for?
Is it fate?
Is it divorce?
No. Its how I feel.Empty and dimmed light, alone and crying, fear and hated. Pain and bleeding. Its like in the inside, in my mind, someone had ripped...
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Broken Hearts
Hi my name is Emily Jones; I live in Vancouver, Canada. I was born in LA but my mother and I moved to Canada after my dad died. He was killed in a horrific car accident when I was just 14 but now 2 years later my mother and I are still going strong. She now has a new boyfriend and a baby on the way, but my life is some what different. Let me take you back to the first day of...
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The Boy that Lived Next Door
When the third period bell rang Lauren slumped into her chair and pulled out her chemistry books. It was her first lesson of chem. and she had no idea what they were doing. There was an unexpected shadow fall over her and she looked up into deep brown eyes. They contained every emotion ever thought of and yet they...
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The boy that lived Next Door
When Lauren woke, the bump on her head from the night before had taken its toll on her brain. She swayed lightly as she stood but grabbed the duchess and regained her balance. Monday…God she hated Mondays, but Lauren knew if she was to get a good job then school was her only choice. The holidays were over and even the...
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The Boy that Lived next DoorThe Perfect boyfriend or the Bad boy next Door.Who would you choose?
Lauren woke to the sound of a truck pulling up next door; she pulled herself out of bed and walked to the large window the overlooked the lush front yard of the neighboring house. “Well finally” She said to herself aloud. The house next door had been vacant for almost three...
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35 minutes and 42 seconds had passed since class had started, according to Jesse's spiffy but fairly useless foreign watch, and yet here he was, still stuck on the first problem of his review packet.
1) sq. root of x+2 = 4(2/3) + x (squared)
Having already filled the remainder of the page with aimless doodling, Jesse decided to at least take...
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In his mother's view, as she told him as she buttered his toast every morning, it was a complex.
"You feel the need to subvert authority," She said as she handed him a steaming plate of breakfast. As he looked out the window for the summer school bus, she clucked her tongue. "I don't see why your father doesn't jut send you to therapy. It helped my sister,...
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When the newest boy, with his ruffled red hair, came through the door and looked at Jesse Worth with those vibrant green eyes that sung silently of spring, Jesse tried his best not to look back.
He had promised his mother he wouldn’t (and he knew how she easily she could squeeze the truth out of him).
He had promised his priest he wouldn’t. (What would he say at confession?)
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Its two am and she is wide awake. The phone is ringing off the hook. she knows its him. She almost gets up to answer the phone. Was it to tell him off? Or was it to tell him she will give him another chance? She has come to a point where she cant understnad herself. She is being pulled in two very different directions. She is at a crossroad. An unfamiliar one. Which road will lead to her...
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