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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
I Wake up. I see nothing but my pale white ceiling, I want to stay here, but then I hear my name. I rush up and go to the door but then I look down and see what I am wearing nothing but my under wear and a white singlet. I get my dressing gown and put my arms through the sleeves. I walk down the stairs and see my sister, her face is filled with anger I suddenly regret coming down. I stop walking once I reach the bottom of the stairs she walks up to me and smiled. I am confused until I realise that Georgia is here. Georgia is the goddess of music, hundreds of years ago she was the outcast, her father Mix is not a god, when he first found out he did not approve so Georgia ran away and they haven’t talked since. I looked at her and smile, Georgia has think blond hair and hazel eyes with dark eyeliner. Me and here had always got on, the fact that she was a punk and my name meant princess. “Well, Isn’t it Mrs. Lovey dovey” she said, Georgia being the goddess of Music didn’t really have a purpose she just went around the world listening to bands. “Hey Georgia, What are you doing here?” I asked. “I was just in the neighbourhood” She answered in a smug tone. I laughed and hugged her; Georgia and I had been friends for longer than I have even heard the name Liz.

I than looked over at Dawn I had though she was angry but then he face went to that same angry expression. “What’s wrong?” I asked this came out in an annoyed tone. She looked at me and smiled. “Thor and Ethan went out, and we don’t know where” She said. This didn’t shock me they had done this before, the night Thor came into my room and told me that he was doing drugs. I looked at Georgia; I had forgotten she was there. “That’s why you’re here?” I asked. She nodded once I had said his. “But why are you guys worried now” I asked, as soon as I did say this I realised that is was a mistake, Thor didn’t want me to say anything. I looked at Dawn and Georgia their faces were full of confusion. I looked down at my feet. “What?” Dawn said. I was hoping that they wouldn’t have heard me that they were ignoring me like they did every other day. “Nothing” I said in an apologetic tone. I went to open my mouth but I heard a bang, I looked to my left and saw Gloria. Gloria was Georgia’s sister and not only was she the goddess of beauty but she played the part well to with her brown eyes and purple hair and model like body. Gloria walked over and kissed me on the cheek. “How are you, Sade?” She asked in a cheery tone. Once she did ask this she looked around and saw Dawn’s eyes staring her down.

I looked back at Gloria and smiled. “Good, how about you?’ I asked. She turned her head back and me and smiled and winked at me. “Perfect, my beauty has inspired those who need it” She said in a mocking tone. Gloria didn’t think that beauty was a fair thing to be a goddess of she preferred to help people with stuff that is actually important, like Love or Wisdom. Dawn turned her stare in Gloria to me. “What were you talking about before?” she asked, I wanted to tell her but I rather dawn be mad at me than Thor. “Nothing” I lied. I looked at Georgia who was biting her lip to hide her smile at Gloria’s actions. I turned to go sit on the kitchen table, I didn’t realise but Dawn followed and sat next to me. I looked at her and tried to put on a smile but nothing came out. “What has Ethan told you?’ she asked. The words made me angry why could Thor of told me? Why did they all think it was Ethan? “Nothing” This wasn’t a lie. “Fine, what did Thor tell you?’ she asked. I signed; I have to tell her now. I looked at her and smiled this time I was successful. “That night where they got caught at the club, they went somewhere, but I don’t know where, Ethan wouldn’t tell me” I said, I was going to tell her about the drugs, I don’t think that really mattered. “Why wouldn’t Ethan tell you?” She asked, I looked at her and smiled. “For this reason, I would tell” I told her. She turned and looked at Gloria. Gloria cached her gaze and walked over to us.

“What is it?’ She asked. Dawn looked at her and smiled but the smile looked apologetic. “Can you find them?” She asked. I didn’t know what she meant. Gloria looked at me and smiled. “I’ll see what I can do to find your boyfriend” She said with a .light smile. I nearly chocked when she said this, I looked at Dawn she was trying not to smile. “No, No he is not my boyfriend” I informed her. When I said this she gave me a confused look. “But that’s what everyone is saying back home” she said a calm tone. I thought about it all my family members and friends sharing coffee and talking about my love life. “What are they saying?’ I said. Before Gloria could answer dawn was already talking. “Well come on what can you do?” dawn asked Gloria. Gloria smiled and walked up the stairs. Before I knew it she was back with Thor’s Yellow pendant. She walked over to the table and sat the pendant down in the middle of the table. She closed her eyes and the pendant floated into the air. I wasn’t staring or even thinking about Thor was thinking about Ethan. Last night did he come to say goodbye? No he couldn’t like I said Thor and Ethan had done this before and they came back.

I woke up out of my daze and noticed that all three of them were looking at me and saying my name. “What?” I asked. “Are you ok? You looked upset” Georgia said. I looked at her and smiled, I didn’t want her to worry, and I was fine. “Sorry, I just need to go for a walk” I said.

As soon as I got out of the house I knew where I was going, I had to go find Adam he could make sense of things or he could at least calm me down. I ran out the door. When I got to the park I tried to find him but I saw no one. I walked around until I saw Ethan. I ran over to him and yelled out his name. He turned and saw me, he smiled. “Where have you been?” I asked him in an angry tone. His expression was smug, I looked behind him I didn’t see Thor so they weren’t together in this. “I have been, waiting for you” he answered. His answer confused me. “What are you talking about?” I asked. “I knew you would come here to find him” he said this with pure hate, like Adam wanted to hurt me. I looked at him, he smiled and came closer to me, and his head kept on getting closer to mine. Our foreheads were almost touching but I was more concentrating on the fact that his lips were inches away from mine. I didn’t want to move back and before I knew it, our lips were touching.

This kiss was careful; our hands were down by our sides. That was my fault part of me didn’t want to be kissing him, it wanted to be kissing Adam. I pulled away, I was with Adam and I liked Adam. He looked mad but then he calmed himself down. “What?” he asked. I couldn’t understand why he would ask what, I was with Adam and didn’t he have the pleasure of reading my mind. “Adam” I said, as soon as I said this his face lit up with anger. I signed and looked to the side, I saw a tall boy across from us near a pond looking at us with his dark blue eyes. Adam, I was shocked I went to open my mouth but Adam put his hands up and walked away. I tried to push past Ethan but he wouldn’t let me. “Move” I ordered, but he didn’t do anything he just stood there and smiled. “Why?” He asked, he turned around and say no one. “I love you” he said. I chocked at his words.”No you don’t’” This sounded more like a question than a statement. I tried to move again but he just stopped me like he did before. “Does he?’ “No” I answered it didn’t matter to me either way. I turned around and walked off I could find another way to Adam.

I started to run around the park, I was near the parking lot when I saw Adam getting into his car. I ran over and stopped the door as he went to shut it. He looked up at me, he looked angry and hurt but I couldn’t tell which one he was trying to tell me. “Please let me explain” I pleaded. A tear went down my face but he got up and wiped it away with his thumb. I licked the feel of his hand on my cheek. “Do you love him?” he asked me. I was getting sick of this question. “No” I answered him. This was true or at least I thought it was. “Then why did you kiss him?” he asked. I didn’t know how to answer. “I don’t know” I said. He looked at me his eyes were filled with worry. “Please, there had got to be a reason, I need a reason not to be mad at you” he said. I couldn’t give him a reason; all I could give him was an answer. “I’m sorry” is aid. I moved my hand away and then he was gone.

I woke up to a blue sky. I didn’t acre to move I just sat there watching the shy, I heard a knock at my door. I looked over to see Gloria, she came in and sat on my bed her face looked sad. “Get out of bed” She ordered, he voice was not controlling it was apologetic like she was sorry she was saying this. I moaned and shut my eyes, but she pulled them open with her fingers. “Talk to him” she said peering open my eye. I couldn’t I just go up and talk him what I have done was terrible and he needed time. “Ethan’s down stairs” She said curling my hair with her fingers. “What” I said I got up. “He feels terrible and is so sorry” She said with a calm voice. I walked out the door ignoring Gloria.

When I got downstairs I saw my mother and father sitting at the table, I also saw Ethan walking out the door, he obviously knew I was still mad at him, I ran down and hugged my father. He looked at me with surprise. “It’s nice to see you to” he said. I looked at my mother she was standing in front of me. She hugged me tightly. “We have some news, about your case” She said. I let go of her and gave her a confused look. “What news?” I asked. She smiled so it wasn’t something bad. MY father picked up the remote and flicked on the news. It was some murder story. I looked closer and saw the man, I gasped and ran over to the TV, she was dead and now so was he. “Sweetie, this case is something that no goddess or god has come across” she said. I was still standing in front of the TV I turned and looked at my mother, she was smiling, this confused me. “Darling, your pendant is telling you the past” She said, her voice was still calm and sweet. “What do you mean the past?” I asked my voice was husky. “Well you see these two together and four years from your vision they break up and now they’re dead” She answered me. This confused me, if they were dead then how can I bring them together. “Darling fate did this; it was the only way they could be together” She told me. “But how am I meant to bring them together now?” I asked. I walked forward to the kitchen table. My father pattered my head. “We can’t tell you that only your pendant can” He answered me. I got up and went up stairs.

Gloria was still sitting on my bed when I came in, I ignored the fact that she was there, I went to get my pendant off the table but it wasn’t there, Adam. I remembered that Adam and I were together he had taken my pendant, I signed. “What is it?’ Gloria asked. I looked at her; she was playing with her purple hair. “Can you help me find a place” I asked her. She got up and smiled. I had asked her this because of what Dawn had said the other day, apparently Gloria could find things. “Yes, but I will need something of Adam’s” These words shocked me, How did she know? “How did you?” I asked. She smiled as I said this. “I know things” She said and put her hand out, at first I didn’t know what I had of Adam’s but then I remembered the reason he had my pendant. I got it out of my bag and placed it in her hand. She closed her eyes and the pendant flew up in the air, she smiled. “He’s cute” She said, as she said this she opened one of her eyes and winked at me, this made me blush. The pendant then drops on my bed and she then opens her eyes. “He is in the park” She said. My mouth fell open. “How did you do that?” I asked. She smiled. “My mother is the goddess of healing; it helps when you know where your victim is. And she taught it to me” She answered.

When I arrived at the Park I noticed that practically no one was there, the first thing I saw was Adam. He was sitting at a bench, his arms were crossed. I thought about going back and doing this at school where people would be around. I walked over to him; I kept stopping and going to turn back but then all I have to remember is I need that pendant. I finally reach him, he has no idea that I am there until I say something. “Hey” I said, he doesn’t even look over at me he just nods. I don’t know whether to walk away or to sit down, but I remember that I need to do this. I walk closer and sit down next to him, like before he doesn’t look at me. “I need my pendant” I tell him. This time he looks at me. “Me too” he says, dig into my pocket and get it out. “Here” I say holding it out to him. He looks at it and takes it from my hand. He then puts his hand in his pocket and pulls my pendant. I look at it and take it, but there’s something different, the colour its red like it used to be. I look up and see no one, Adam was gone, I look behind me and see no one, and it was just me alone.

I get home and walk straight up to my bedroom. I sat on my bed and got out my pendant, I closed my eyes and then the pendant flew up in the air just like it did with Gloria. But his time I saw the girl walking in a street she was talking tom people, no not talking yelling and waving her hands in their faces, this wasn’t in the past, this was now. I opened my eyes a tear was coming down I wiped it away. I needed to get them together, dead or alive they were soul mates.

I walked downstairs and sat next to Gloria on the couch. “I need your help” I said. She smiled at me and laughed. “Let me guess, you need help finding someone” she guessed. I looked at her and joined in on the laughter. “Yep, but this persons not alive their dead” I said. I didn’t’ think this would shock her and I was right, nothing really seemed to shock Gloria. “Ok” She said and got up. I smiled and then we both started walking to my room. Gloria walked in and sat on my bed, she was smiling. “Now I’ll need something of hers like I did with Adam” She said. I looked around the room, the closer thing I had of hers. I picked it off the table and handed it to her. “Great, this will do fine” She said. She closed her eyes but before she could go on we heard a scream. Gloria opened her eyes and got up; we both knew it was Dawn. I followed when she walked out the door. We both entered Dawn’s room; she was clutching her pendant in her hands and crying. I ran to her side, she looked up at me. “Dawn, what is it?” I asked she dropped her pendant. “I was looking at my pendant and I saw something......I’m sorry” she sobbed. I smiled I was positive she was just overreacting. “What...what is it?” I asked. “It’s Adam.....he’s dead” She sobbed. I pushed her off me. I couldn’t believe what she had just said. “No.....I saw him today” I didn’t realise, but I had just fell on the floor. Gloria ran to my side. “Come on it is okay” She whispered in my ear. I was shaking a tear ran down my cheek. “No!” I screamed, pushing Gloria off me. I got on my feet. I looked over at Swan she was still crying, I turned and walked out. I ran down the stairs. I could only see Thor and Ethan sitting on the couch, I fell once I reached the bottom of the stairs. Thor ran to me. “What’s wrong?’ he asked. I looked up at him and started to cry. “Adam.......gone.......dead” Saying this made it a lot worse, it was true, and he was gone. I looked back at Thor Ethan was now by his side. I closed my eyes and started to chant. “He’s dead....he’s dead....He’s dead” I said. I opened my eyes and then I saw that I was in Ethan’s arms. “It is okay” he whispered in my ear like he did that night.
posted by CheeryDavis
Hi, so this is my first story put on here! It's in poem style so i thought what the hay i'll post it! so here it is:

the sky turns black and gray
all the color withers away
but in your arms i will stay
come what may

the lights could dim
the sky could fall
the world could stand still
but your arms are all i can feel
and in them i will stay
come what may

the waves come crashing
pulling me into the deep
but your arms are all i can feel washing over me
and as you pull me up and hold me close
i know that you will never let go
in your arms i will stay come what may

the sky shines bright for the first time is...
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posted by iluvtheshow
I remember the day I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for you love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place you could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with more fire then you could ever imagine.
More passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the day I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.

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This is dedicated to my first real basketball coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
posted by CullensFinest13
You hurt me I hope you die I cant belive I trusted you I cant belive I loved you I cant belive I stayed up and worried that you wouldnt call. I cant belive that i loved you i trusted you and cared for you. im tired of you its time i let you go but your always there you wont leave me alone...its time for you to leave so never come back walk out of my life i am going to lock my door and never let you back in stay out so i can be happy you need you need to die let me live my own life you shouldnt be controlling me anymore im not property im a human and i dont belong to the likes of you, you were...
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posted by vampiress015
I presuming we all joined this spot 'cos we love to write, right? If so then you all know what I'm talking about when I say that we all love our main characters and sometimes want to make them the best people in the world.

B-O-R-I-N-G

Yes, we want to make our main character gets the best out of the story, since it's their story. But if they're the best people in the world it doesn't really make them believable and then the reader just doesn't care about them (which is hard to understand cos we as the writer love em, but unfortunantley it's true)

So here is my step-by-step guide to make sure that...
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posted by Sweet_Pants
Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.

I dream of all things

Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts

Within these thoughts as dark as sea

When once those wings of black

Hung over all

Shadowing but of the wretched white

That blinds me of all beauty.

I dream of all things

From happiness to highs

Let down these pills

Or I’m gone, retreat inside my mind

Where none but the darkest thoughts

Swallowing twilight

I dream of all things

From the stories told by hidden scars

Unable to show themselves

Under this intense scrutiny

That makes up this world’s attire

To the times that I could be happy

Without a drug to create

The much-needed illusion...


I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
posted by mrs-mindfreak
I decided to do a story where I put my iPod on shuffle and start writing. Lucky for me, all the songs were basically sad or angry music. So this is what I came up with :)

The rain pattered on the windows drowsily, drowning out Alana’s choking sobs. She sat in her favorite wooden rocker, and buried her face in her hands miserably. Her black hair clung to her sweaty face. Her clammy palms were wet from tears. She never wanted to move from that spot again. Although she was filled with irrevocable remorse, she felt comfortable there. No one in the house, rain falling softly outside, and just...
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‘You shouldn't have shot the dog.’ That single thought reverberated inside my head, knocking from side to side, smashing at the sides of my skull until I had to put my hands to my temples in a futile attempt to stop the pain. The man sitting next to me took a swig of his whiskey, the glass bottle knocking against his yellowed and rotten teeth. His other hand held onto the steering wheel, maneuvering the car down the winding and deserted stretch of highway. I leaned my head against the cool glass of the passenger side window, willing my head to stop pounding. From the radio, the soft strains...
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The Writer Behind the Words
The Writer Behind the Words
Luck has little to do with link. A long lasting writing career doesn’t just happen. A writer can burst onto the scene and quickly disappear. Another can have a series of hits then write a bunch of flops and never be heard from again. The difference between a long lasting career and one that burns out is strategy. Here are seven rules to help you find the right strategy for you and get you started on your journey to long lasting success.

Learn the power of focus. For most of us, we have more than enough to do on a daily basis. And when it comes to any writing project the list can grow exponentially-...
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The fragrance of scotch pine and blue spruce is pungent in the air, amplified by the heat of late June. Or so you think it is June. This place feels oddly void of time. You open your eyes to see a sun hazed over by stratus clouds. From all angles you spy familiar wooden structures.
You are back.

You sit up with your legs tucked under your bottom and bask in the estival air and all of the scents that waft within it. You furrow your brows, thinking that it is not as clean as before. Even so, the place hums with earthy energy. A stronger gust of wind picks up the hem of your shirt and flutters...
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You wake up under a shady willow with a vague semblance of what you had dreamt.
You have dozed off again. And no wonder, there is a good book in your lap and your favorite songs are still crackling through your earbuds. You ought to replace them, they are going bad. You pull them out and decide to listen to nature’s music instead. The soft gurgle of the pond coupled with catkins rustling against each other has always been your favorite blend of sounds. Every now and again your ear is filled with the nearly undetectable buzz of a cicada humming past. You aren’t quite sure, but you think that...
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posted by Epismatic
The Man With No Eyes Collection (3): Mask




When the curtain rises, all is forgiven.

I’ll brush it all off with a movie-star smile,

A genuine laugh, but my eyes must be hidden,

The truth they contain is considered too vile.

My voice is a song that will play through your ears,

And invite you to dance to the sound of my tune,

I take a bow, deeply, and drink in your cheers,

I’ll always remain here,

You’ll come see me soon.

A new day is dawning,

“Quick, put on your mask!”

And hurry outside, meet the crowd.

“Where’ve you been?”

With fanciful answers to all that you ask,

I’ll always wait here for...
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posted by WritingBookWorm
So, one of my New’s Years Resolutions this year it to write more. So, I decided to make this:

The goal is to write something every day.

Starting on the 31st of January, every day there is a vague word, idea, object, question, statement or anything. You can take it anyway you want.

Then each day you should write what it tells you too or something inspired by it. Whether it be a poem, a small scene, a character description, journal entry, short story or even just one really well crafted sentence.

Even if the prompt confuses you, or you have no ideas just write something! It’s a great exercise...
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This guide was inspired by a question recently posted by link on this spot. The user was looking for ways to put a twist on fairytales. I began to write an answer, but my answer soon developed into an article. So here it is.

Note that these aren't specifically for fairytales; they can be used on any old, well-known stories. After listing some ideas on how you can put a twist on such stories, I'll give a few examples of movies that have done used one or more of these ideas.

1. Swap the genders of the traditional characters.
Do any of the characters behave especially "typical" for their gender?...
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posted by floraisbest1
Ms. Farogonda asked for the winx to come down to her office. when the winx reached ms. farogonda's office she told them that diana wants to speak wth one of you. she didnt tell me who but she told me to pick two extras. ms. farogonda can i go, bloom asked her. flora will be going along with musa and aisha ms farogonda told them. hmph bloom pouted, can we at least go with them bloom said quikly. fine all of you girls can go and im bringing the specialist. ok stella said in a sing song voice. lets go said the winx. they met the RF boys outside and went in the owl. winx: WINX BELIEVIX
AT THE AMAZON
flora: let's get going
aisha: see ya winx
bloom: meet back here in an hour k
ok bloom musa said
( diana appears in front of them)
GUARDS take them away
what??!
(to be continued)
posted by LunaNotLoony
Anna flicked the T.V from channel to channel, bored: there was nothing worth watching. Sighing, she left the news on and flopped back on the sofa, not really intending to listen.
'The war in Iraq-.'
'Oh no, you don't,' Anna muttered, grabbing the remote. Her Dad had joined the army after her Mum had died of an overdose. Anna didn't really blame him, she'd have got out of the house as fast as possible too if she was an adult. The whole house was contaminated with the memories of Mum, of her laugh, of her accident... suicide... whatever it was. Even so, Anna missed Dad like it was painful. She'd...
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posted by Ichigo127
An Amuto one-shot
hope you enjoy!

‘You know, Amu…,’ he was sitting there again, on the ledge of the window, staring wistfully outside. ‘All of them think you’re gone. But I know better. You are alive, I know it. Somewhere out there, you’re thinking about me too, aren’t you?’
He was talking again, talking to the moon. ‘You’ll never admit it but you have already fallen for me,’ he smirked at the moon. No, not the moon. It was Amu’s blushing face that he saw and it was her voice that he heard, ‘Shut up!’ he didn’t know it was the echo of his memories because he thought...
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A shadowy figure silently brushed the silken curtains aside as she slipped through the open window and stepped into the dark chamber. Passing a small table and a bed, the fox quickly headed towards a cabinet that stood against the far wall.
Beaded necklaces hung above a oval mirror that was set in the center. Her eyes rested on a miniature strongbox half hidden behind the mirror.
Paying no heed to the deafening clatter coming from the oblivious guest downstairs, she skillfully picked the tiny lock and raised the lid. It was hard to tell what was what in the darkness, so she emptied it into...
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posted by Ichigo127
Yo! this is the first poem i wrote with a sane mind xD do tell me if you like it =)

Tears,
a combination of helplessness and anger,
a combination of joy and gratitude.
what different meanings it holds!
sometimes of love,
sometimes of hate.
with what different feelings we cry!
but those tears are the same.
they dwell inside the eye,
ready to attack,
the peace of our heart.
to flood the face,
with undoubted love and care,
with undoubted anger and hate,
with undoubted pain and despair.
pain? yes, and despair too!
the breakdown of our heart,
the dawn of the truth,
leading to flood the face,
with our sentiments undoubted.
Act like you're not
okay when you are and
that you are when you're
not. Run barefoot in
the snow. Stand out
in the rain for an hour
and think about anything
and everything you can.

Fall in love with
riddles and things that
aren't real and the
way some stars
shine. Cry when
you realize that life is
just one big sham and write
one hundred cliché poems
about it, and then write one
that you actually mean.

Use profanity. Be the
one fucking introvert
in a room full of
extroverts and scream
shit just for the fun of
it. Swallow every goddamn
metaphor you ever dreamed
of and write them down
with your own blood.

Eulogize...
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Hi Everyone!
I've been working on a book for a while now. Im not gona post all of it at the same time, but I Will post the Prologue. Please tell me what you think! I invite constructive criticism to make it better! THX!


Prologue
    “Tanya! I don’t understand what’s so different about this kid! He’s done nothing to make me see him as special!” Tanya glowered at her obnoxious boyfriend. “Don’t you see?” She said icily, “He isn’t like us!” Virgil and Tanya looked at there new child. He wiggled around in his crib and giggled happily. The child crabbed...
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