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by Nicole Borne
Created on: June 25, 2007 Last Updated: August 31, 2008
An Educational Escape
The girls had planned to meet up by 6:00am outside Beth's place and together proceeded
by AJ Cobb
Created on: February 27, 2008
I could walk away from them all - my friends, my parents, my husband, my children. My life. It would
by Myles Davis
Created on: February 03, 2011 Last Updated: February 04, 2011
The skies were dark and cloudy. The
Created on: July 10, 2007
There was the sound again.
It sounded like a beeping that one would hear from a monitor in a hospital.
by Brian Mattix
Created on: February 19, 2011
You may think you know what you've seen, but in hindsight, nothing was what it seemed. Memory threads
by Z. Hamilton
Created on: March 05, 2008
He stopped looking on the outside long ago. Your clothes, makeup, and skin tone no longer mean anything
Created on: February 05, 2008
The cattails thrashed in the heavy wind and pouring rain. The sky remained dark and ominous as Leah
by Leigh Castle
Created on: July 08, 2008 Last Updated: September 05, 2008
Lisa listened to her friend as she twisted the phone cord around her finger.
Richard, her Mom's live
Created on: February 26, 2011
The party to celebrate my mother’s fortieth birthday was a memorable night for many reasons, but
Created on: September 07, 2008 Last Updated: September 17, 2008
Runaway
The hot sun shone on his back as he walked along the dirt road. His footsteps were loud; his
by Sean Harris
Created on: October 23, 2008
I stared at the paper for minutes, not fully prepared for what I was reading. It could have been hours.
by Ann Johnson
Created on: October 23, 2008
Gone, he has gone and left me here, with a smile and a kiss and a wave and a suggestion to come and
Created on: April 12, 2010
It was just another day in my boring life. Mother was determined to find some post Christmas bargains.
Created on: October 23, 2007 Last Updated: October 24, 2007
The Runaway
Her left arm was stretched out as far as she could reach, to grasp on to something that
Created on: August 31, 2008
Tears of anger and hatred pound on the pillow beneath my swollen face. My head feels like a trapped
by Stella Kaye
Created on: March 22, 2008 Last Updated: November 02, 2008
TOMORROW... AFRICA.
At first appearance she was rather a delightful child, with her two golden brown
Created on: March 03, 2008
Ruth.
The last light of the day.
'What's on TV?' is a common demand. The dinner is bland. We are all bored.
The
Created on: January 29, 2008
School Uniforms
Running away seemed like a rash decision but, Max had thought about it lingeringly.
by Mana Liesel
Created on: June 24, 2007
12:56 am. The red digital clock blazed on the bathroom counter. Ellen had been staring at her face
by Steve Jordan
Created on: September 11, 2008
Looking down from the Hollywood Hills, the L.A smog set like a murky cloud under a sunny sky.
seems like
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