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Sam was slumped on the couch eating muffins. Blueberry muffins, at that. They were fresh, still warm, but not so hot you couldn't eat them. Tasty. And he probably would've enjo - A Red Door: Chapter 4 at storywrite
Alden pleaded with Avigayle to stay with him. However, she declined. She couldn't stay as long as her friend would've liked, but she stayed as long as she could. There was a re - Land Of Lost CDs: Chapter 5 at storywrite
The scenery was never changing, the nights long and cold. The guys were starting to get hungry as supplies ran thin and they were all feeling less than perfect enduring a - Distorted at storywrite
I am well aware that someone is speaking to me. I cannot understand their words. Nor do I want to. The noise is muted against my own thoughts. Raging, surging, though silent li - Just Weird Stuff No One Will Get at storywrite
We had school off today because of the flu. However, my internal alarm clock woke me up at 6:30 sharp. Dammit. And as I laid in bed, wrestling for sleep, I thought. What did I - A Red Door: Chapter 3 at storywrite
Snow glistened from its collections on the backs of gargoyles, window sills, and other such carvings and ledges. The morning was frigid, but pleasantly so. Avigayle awoke - The Battle Of The Good-Bad Guys at storywrite
It all makes sense now. Every inked word, every shudder, every threat and lie, and broken-off engagement. The shroom ramblings, the glances you thought I'd never see, every str - A Red Door: Chapter 2 at storywrite
The amp crackled to life. Wesley wailed Nirvana's "You Know You're Right" mercilessly on his guitar. His anger slowly began to leek out of his fingers, into the instrumen - Land Of Lost CDs: Chapter 4 at storywrite
The morning came, cold and apathetic. Chris sat up, scratched his head. For a moment he forgot where he was, and panicked in silence. Then his memory came back to him. Ru - Everything Right Done Wrong: Everything Wrong Done Right at storywrite
Tonight, we discussed the future. Where we see ourselves in several years from now. When this small town becomes larger, and we can't recognize it anymore. When Lenoir Ci - Melancholia at storywrite
I walked through the ruins of Time with caution. One was never sure what one would find there, in that great, crumbling stone palace. At some time or another, fine tapestries o - A Red Door at storywrite
She sat in a large room. It was a grey room, very dull, and without furniture, save for the one swivel computer chair and easel in the corner. There is where she painted. For h - Land of Lost CDs: Chpt. 3 at storywrite
After several hours of hiking through dangerous pop infested land, Nirvana and the Dustbunnies finally arrived at the Necropolis. And what a city it was. The streets were teemi - Land Of Lost CDs: Chapter 2 at storywrite
"Fucktard." was the word that Kurt muttered. Dave gasped. Chris just sighed. Because he'd expected something like this would happen sooner or later. The present problem towered - Land Of Lost CDs: Chapter 1 at storywrite
Darkness. It was quite instant, and seemed to have some sort of finality to it. Chris Novoselic uncovered his eyes. He could see the horizontal line of light beyond where he'd - The Day Erin Disappeared From the Face of the World at storywrite
It was a seemingly normal day on Friday, August 6th. It was the first day of school at Lenoir City High School. And the day Erin Gail Robinson disappeared.
At first no one n - Log Cabins at storywrite
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The sound of rain hitting the windshield brings me back to reality. Rain does that to me. You've got The Red Hot Chili Peppers blaring again. The song is "Scar Tissue" - Jessica's Will at storywrite
The sky was bruised with rain clouds. Thunder rolled in the distance. The day was going to be as dreary as the weather, so it seemed. A sigh escaped Matthew Howe's lips. He had - Dream at storywrite
They were a peaceful people, living on a river close to a forest. They lived on platforms that floated on the water, with a rope bridge that led to the lush, deciduous woods. T
