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CHAPTER 2
Problems
I turned the emergency power on so at least we could keep our machines running for a bit, I heard the patients starting to panic from the other room, possably at the loss of the lights I told everyone that emergency power is coming on. At this time my heartbeat was racing like a marathon runner at the end of his 100m sprint. I noticed a few seconds before the lights came back on that the p...
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Dave could not recall exactly
when he first noticed Paul’s odd behaviour. It might have been last week, a
month ago or even longer, but the fact of the matter was that it was becoming
frequent enough for neighbours to have commented upon it. Paul was the son of
Dave’s wife Rachel whom he had married three years ago. The lad was just over
seven years old and therefore not a blood relative to him. Nevertheless they
had built up ...
05/04/2008 | 75 Hits | 2 comments |   (2 votes) | Read more...
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Trapped
“What are you wearing tonight, Sophia?” Thomas asked, holding a bright pink cocktail dress to his own body and raising an eyebrow in mock admiration for how it looked on him. I smiled, he knew how to make me smile.
“This? How does this look?” I laughed at his expression, so serious, "It's not your colour, it's mine." gently, I took th...
05/03/2008 | 247 Hits | 7 comments | (2 votes) | Read more...
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I am a man with great fear. Fear of death, fear of life, and worse of all fear of success. My mind pushes me to be successful or die, be successful or live a pointless life. Every little thought, every little memory, every little voice says you most do something you must push your self to success, even though insanity is just...
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As Adam slashed at the personage, it turned to the side and the blade hardly caught the hem of its cloak. The figure tilted its head down— apparently to look at the ripped sleeve— and then continued to stare at Adam. Adam now made another stroke towards the figure; but his arm was stopped. The knife was slogged out of his hand. He felt a pain and glanced down at his arm that was clenched by a hand that was in a glove.&n...
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The woman was sprawled in the middle of the lane. Peter Sheperd had to slam the brakes on to avoid running her over. The car stopped with a screech. He cried out with relief and stared at his trembling hands. Then he thought that there was probably no difference if he had run her over or not. The woman seemed to be dead already. She was lying motionless on her side, her legs wide apart in an unnatural position. Dark blond lock of hair wa...
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He walked past us and went into my parents bedroom. Then I darted upstairs, fast as I could. He was acting strange tonight. So I grabbed my brother who was wide awake, and took him into my room.
"Your coffin thing came?" He whispered.
"Yeah, isn't it the perfect hiding place?"
"I guess." He replied, "Until dad gets a...
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I had always wanted a coffin to sleep in and finally my mother had agreed to chipping in t buy me one. I was ecstatic. My very own coffin. Mine. Every Gothic teens dream. Now I would be able to understand what the characters of my favorite books were talking about.
Vampires were the best creatures of the night, and I had always wanted to be as close to one as possible. I knew that they didn't exist, b...
05/02/2008 | 68 Hits | 3 comments | (2 votes) | Read more...
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We are on the move once again within ten minutes. I
haven't got a clue what's going to happen now but I do
realise is that we have got to try.
We are only a few hundred yards away from the Church
when we start to get answers.
"Stop! Move and you will die!" comes a shout from
behind us; from the overgrown gardens and behind the
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Please Comment on this story i'd love to know what you think thank you.
CHAPTER ONE
The Sickness
I am Dr. Lionel Kneeler; I am a doctor at a little clinic in Ohio. I have a family back home and my wife looks after our kids while I am working I love my job because of three reasons 1. The people who make my day great 2. Those great people who help me and 3. The great ...
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"BLAGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" screamed Oprah "IM GONNA EATZ YOU UP!!!" she screamed again "HOLY..." Mr.Silver started to say but Mîçhæl Ðøvêr interupted him saying "WATCH YOUR MOUTH!!!"
Mîçhæl Ðøvêr and Mr.Silver just kepting and running up the stairs until they reached the roof. But Oprah still chased them in ho...
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I cant sleep again.
Its like this all the time now. My eyelids fell heavy but I cant seem to close them. My mind races faster than the cars at the Indy 500 and it has no breaks. I yawn almost constantly and I’m always cranky. I see cockroaches and all other types of rodents crawling on the walls in the corners of my eyes but when I turn my head for a better look I see nothing. Just a plain whit...
05/01/2008 | 214 Hits | 4 comments | (3 votes) | Read more...
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It felt like my heart hade been shattered into a million pieces and as my tears hit the ground, I couldn’t help but fall to my knees, the blood from my head was flowing down my face creating a scarlet pool beneath me. I looked down and nearly screamed, my reflection was terrifying, my blond hair was matted and colored red from all the blood and my blue eyes were completely swollen and blood shot. Despite the brutal condition I was in, the...
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Life for Jimmy Colten was uneventful; even predictable, but today he would soon discover his ordinary world would be anything but.
He grabbed the seat cushion with both hands so tightly that his fingers turned white from the pressure. Jimmy was used to traveling on his Vespa scooter at a top speed of only forty-miles-per hour, but now his heart thumped wildly as Chip Reston gunned the bright yellow Saleen Mustang to 125, one hand on the wheel...
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Adam right now was in no mood for any more of what he had to put up with. In his mind, all he could do now was drive. He abruptly left the house and went for his car; some time after an hour, he stopped. He wasn’t sure where he was now, but he knew how he got there. As long as he could get back, he didn’t care if he stayed there for a week.
He pulled his car off onto a path that led off of the main r...
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Scott was sitting at home watching a movie (Its march of the penguins) he was crying because how sads the movie was. Yes he was home alone, well we think he was...
Scott then got a text from a unknown number, it read
"Dear reader this is a message that might save your life, or end it. If you do not send this to 7 people before 12:00 your life will end" and after that there was a picture of a scary face it looked sor...
04/27/2008 | 142 Hits | 6 comments | (2 votes) | Read more...
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Now the next day Mr.Silver came in he was the only there today. It was mostly in the morning only Mr.Patts and Silver the only workers there, then the kichen staff would come,then some fellow bellhop friends of his (wich only one was left out of the 5. After Mr.Silver went on his little rampage yesturday)
"Hee hee" Mr.Silver luaghed to himself several times thinking of how much fun he had yesturday
Then he saw a lon...
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"PEDESTRIAN"
BY
JON STALK
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Today I wore sneakers. Thank God for that.
New York City bustles no matter the time of day, temperature or weather conditions. Today happened to be bright and warm for an autumn day, ...
04/25/2008 | 107 Hits | 2 comments | (3 votes) | Read more...
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3/26/08
In the frayed darkness I see shadows. Shadows of persons walking about in my bedroom. I immediately got up from the comfortable position on my bed in order to scare away the shadows. When I only came to realize that the tables were now turning, see, I was the frightened one now and there wasn’t a thing that could be done about it. I was haunted by the gesturing shadows which seem to multiply every other second. See, at f...
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John knew that he had, just had to concentrate here, first foot forward, followed by the second, then first again, then second, then the first, second, first, stop. His hand flailed out and grabbed a streetlight unsteadily and John was able to lean on the pole and try to find his bearings. Laughing, shouts and the sound of the cars driving past was all his slurred mind could hear - no, wait, a distant drumbeat and a subdued electric guitar we...
04/24/2008 | 227 Hits | 4 comments | (5 votes) | Read more...
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