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June 27, 2013

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3 Chapter Novel About Young Women Who Has To Much To Deal With, And Has Pistanthrophobia(Fear Of Trusting Someone ). Read More
A boy who didn't receive information. Read More
One early morning, a mom woke up her young daughter to be with her in the market to sell fishes. The daughter without any hesitation rose-up and got the pail and basket needed. This little girl has an illness in her infant age. Breathing less when over-worked and fatigue. But,… Read More
SITTING BY THE WINDOW LOOKING OUT AND ALL I CAN SEE IS THE REFLECTION OF YOU. WONDERING IF YOU ARE KEEPING AN EYE ON ME, BUT WHAT CAN I SAY OR WHAT CAN I DO WITH MY LIFE WITHOUT YOU, I SURELY JUST WANT TO DIE. Read More
Silence is the night until the day is forlorn. Read More

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“Hi, I’m Taylor, I’m 23 Years Old And I’ve Seen Countless People Die” The Institute Is A Medical Hell. Set In 2010, Recent Times, Humans Are Experimented On To Search For New Medical Break-Through. The Institute Was Abandoned By The Government In 2008 And Since Then Has Been Run By… Read More
Set in a post apocalyptic world, where the remaining survivors have rebuilt their cities. These rebuilt cities are called "Saints." However there is nothing holy about these places. They are few and far between, and are ravished by war, poverty, and crime. There is no government, no law, no order.… Read More
I am willingly making myself sick. Whatever means I take will surely justify the end- wont they? Read More
I love optimism, As it gives enthusiasm,It makes peace blossom, Benefits are handsome. Read More

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Standing in line, for hours it seems, I anticipate my turn, to tell him my dreams. Read More

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I'm up on deck, and the batter is ready to swing, and all of a sudden, whooom out of nowhere a loud noise echoed in the air, gaseous emanations drifting Read More
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