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    ✍️ Arts/Lit Blood Brother part 2

    Continued... 2 corpses lay on top of one another; the lower corpses shifted the one on top. The lower figure grunted as he placed tossed the other on the floor. The top corpse was of female, it was disfigured, scorched and charred like a burning charcoal oven. The lower figure was lucky; he had...
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    ✍️ Arts/Lit Blood Brother part 1

    Blood Brother Bloodbrothers Farmer Fred was the son of a father whom had 2 wives during the cold war era. Now from the technologies of the cold war from radios to now-a-days cell phones, he became accustomed to receiving text messages. He had just received 2 text messages from his best pen pal...
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    ✍️ Arts/Lit What a waste

    What a waste Sometimes I feel like I am wasting my life. It's an excuse really but maybe it has something to do with the fact that I'm not normal. I find concentration difficult. I find focusing on one thing impossible. I love to leave things till the last minute, to go through the fast paced...
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    ✍️ Arts/Lit Conflicted thoughts

    Conflicted thoughts Ever had that thought where you feel envious of your own friend? I'm happy for her but I can't help feel a little bad because her life is going great. Mine is too to an extend. Today I realized I don't like him anymore. Someone I thought I loved is no more. My best friend we...
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    ✍️ Arts/Lit The Person Who Hides

    The Person Who Hides I'm the type of person that doesn't show my feelings. I'm the type of person that is afraid to show people who I really am. I'm the type of person who takes things to the heart. So when someone says something about me, thats hurtful. I believe them. I'm the type of...
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    ✍️ Arts/Lit mama

    mama in a house thier was a son a daughter and a mother but no father, the father had died during a tradgic car accident so, now it has been only 4months since dad had died and the whole family has been grieving over that death now suddenly the mother is becoming ill and, the son went to the...
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    ✍️ Arts/Lit The day my sister died

    The day my sister died Me and my twin sister were in the woods It was our birthday And then it started raining We both heard a sound And turned around 2 boys were chasing us we tried to run as fast as we could My twin sister wasn't fast enough The boys caught up to her And they done sinful...
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    ✍️ Arts/Lit I Love You

    I Love You Sara grasped the sopping wet doll with her muddy fists as she sat curled up in a ball as her drunk mother beat her with rage.'Stop it !' screamed Sara,as her mother continued her unwanted beating.'Why should I?!' her mother replied.Sara was only in fifth grade,and she received abuse...
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    ✍️ Arts/Lit Happiness

    Happiness A little girl sits beside her mom in a hospital bed. The little girl wonders why there are so many tubes stuck inside her. In her arms, her chest, and even up her nose. Everyday her mother holds her telling her everything will be ok. Smiling the little girl looks up, tears roll down...
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    ✍️ Arts/Lit To you, if you read this...

    To you, if you read this... You are not really present, although physically present. Your ears do not decipher that code of nonsensical chatter: the laughs, and tears; the dynamics in the jumbled world of octaves that raise from high to low and low to high - carcophony to your ears. You are...
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    ✍️ Arts/Lit My Suicidial Letter

    My Suicidial Letter I got a call from my friend Moon, he said he was depressed and needed some comfort. I calmly said to him I would be in few seconds at his house and I said to him also that he should try to calm himself down while I got there. I got ready and I was on my way to his house. On...
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    ✍️ Arts/Lit Final Words

    Final Words I took my place on the stage, staring out at the crowd. Fear filled my lungs, like water, and I felt like drowning. I grabbed the microphone, clearing my throat. This was it. My one chance. If I couldn't do it now, I couldn't do it. Ever. I saw a blonde-haired boy look at me and...
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    ✍️ Arts/Lit How Could You?

    How Could You? "When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?" -...
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    ✍️ Arts/Lit My best friend

    My best friend Ok so My best friend Katie had fallen in love in this idiot of a boy friend he acctuly was pretty mean to me however she did not notice it at all she could stare on him for hours without moveing it felt like anyways. And who was i to think badly about her bf i never said a word...
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    ✍️ Arts/Lit The Demons Whisper

    The Demons Whisper Like every morning when she awakes to an empty home she feels alone and as if the world has somehow forgotten that she too is human. That life has denied her a sliver of happiness. She has spent years convincing herself that she is better off alone where no one can hurt her...
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    ✍️ Arts/Lit Daddy!!!

    Daddy!!! Elizabeth was downstairs watching the news well her mom was upstairs. Elizabeth's dad was going bowling. All of a sudden on the TV a news alert popped up. The reporter said "We have now been notified that a man named Nathan Pope was just in a car accident. He was hit by a drunk driver...
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    ✍️ Arts/Lit Prisinor Of A Deadly Game

    Prisinor Of A Deadly Game His deep brown eyes were frozen over His pale freakled skin was cold Rope burns glowed red on his neck A tear spilled out of his lifeless eye As I watched him lay there, Dead on the warm carpet floor I felt a wave of sarrow and agony wash over me "Why had he done...
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    ✍️ Arts/Lit a proud mom

    a proud mom It was Sep. 17, 2007. Her youngest daughter, Amor was about to face one of her most daring challenge. Amor was a candidate for Miss SBC ( Southern Baptist College 2007). Amor has been fully supported by her older sister Shen. Shen has been there for her all through the competition...
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    ✍️ Arts/Lit Suicide note

    Suicide note suicide note Sorry I wasn’t perfect Child, wife, mother I wanted me to be As I prepare myself I thought about all The time I herd myself say “I could do better” I thought I was doing my best To live, to love Like all the rest As I slit my wrist I say good bye Sorry I wasn’t...
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    ✍️ Arts/Lit Everything

    Everything When I was younger, I remember saying, "I'd give EVERYTHING for that bike!" Just because I saw a flashy add. Or I remember saying, "I'd pay ANYTHING to have seven minutes with her!" In middle school because Sheila was the hottest girl in school. Many times I would come home crying...
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