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The godfather

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The godfather was a cruel and wicked man. His complexion was that of a turnip, a deathly white pallor accented with black-rimmed, sunken eyes, a well-defined chin, and thin, oily black hair

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Mystery in Falor Mansion

A cold howl of wind zipped through the deserted house. It was a harsh, shallow sound, almost a rattling, or perhaps it was more of a thumping - but it was an eerie, haunted sound nonetheless

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the never-ending wait

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I sat in the library cafe, surrounded by nine-year-olds from the school next door, and troubled and disabled kids with thier social workers, waiting for my dad to get off of work. While I wa

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Chicken

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A pair of beady eyes gleamed in the darkness, distracting me from sleep. I sat up quickly and saw the body that the eyes belonged to at the foot of my bed. But it wasn't a human body The moa

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The Butterknife

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Marissa glanced uneasily at the greasy butterknife that sat on her kitchen table. Upon inspecting it closely, she found that though caked thick with the white grease, the knife had a variety

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Funny How These Things Work

As she was flipping through some old photos in a Facebook album from long ago she noticed a man, well rather a boy then, in the front. It was just his back and his head, but she knew it was

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Zero Social Life

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Once there was a young teenage girl who spent the majority of her time social networking rather than doing anything productive. The girl – Aisley – spent long nights scrolling endlessly

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Empty

There he laid. Only knowing of his fate, not of his origins, journey, nor his companions. The knowledge of his fate he dreaded. He had been told this day would come, but now as he stared at

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Who knows?

They sat across the table staring at one another, contempt in their eyes. They knew what had to be done, but neither cared to speak of it. "Stop this!" the first finally yelled, sl

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Gravity

As he climed into the cockpit of the hovering machine, he got ready for what might be the most important race of his life. He harnessed himself in place and pulled his goggle down over his e

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