Can I let the ground do the walking?Good because...well...it's a very rare case and reinforces that I never get nightmares. And that the scary thing is a superficial element, not being ripped apart by crazed foresters.
Bad because...well...I think we both know why. lol.
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Chapters 1, 2, 3.1 of new noveChapter 1Chapters 1, 2, 3.1 of new nove
My first day of high school at Leibermann High was a culture shock as much as it was a boner-raising experience. I clearly remember it: After the awkward bus ride to school where I didn't talk to anyone, I got off and began my first jaunt up to the school wearing a brown shirt that said "It needs more cowbell" and khaki cargo shorts. With a brand new backpack behind me and my locker combination stuffed into my pocket along with my cheap phone and wallet, I walked up the entrance of the building that I would consider prison for the next four years. As I strode across the pavement though, I noticed a girl
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Introduction to new novel ideaThe words "take care of her for me," will never, ever leave my thought. Not because I failed in their instructions, but rather, I've never been able to discern whether the person who gave them to me, Bruno Stickler, intended them to come out as the biggest irony in my lifetime, one that will follow me until my death, yet only truly be known to me. I remember their conception clearly: It was a solemn sunset crawling below the horizon on a muggy day late in Bruno and mine's summer before our first year of college. We were sitting on my patio just talking about things in general; the girls we had serviced in our high school years, thIntroduction to new novel idea
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A Mere AbrasionI often gaze upon the setting sun and wonder: Will tomorrow bring the feeling I desire? The sight of the golden, flaming discus that gives life to all creeping below the skyline, streaking the sky with rich shades of pink and orange beckons the future to feel closer, more encroaching than ever before. Why do I not think then, of bright and optimistic ideas when the sun rises? Probably because my question asked earlier hasn't ever returned a "yes".A Mere Abrasion
I once heard a tale of a bet between a trickster god, and the god of the stars. The god of the stars claimed her human disciple could live alone for 100 years, and the trickster god did
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A Gentle BreezeA gentle hum, created by the sound of four tires of a baby blue colored sedan rolling on the faded black asphalt, was the only sound streaming through the houses and trees of the cul-de-sac besides the faraway chatter of some small children playing in their backyard. The sun was just starting to creep below the horizon as the car slowly entered a garage door, pausing for a moment as it fully opened. A few moments later, a girl of average height with deep blue eyes and black hair climbed out. It was Friday, and after she close the door to her 17th birthday present, she just stood there and took in the silence. Her eyes followed theA Gentle Breeze
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and maybe tonight we'll fly so far away...
We'll be lost before the dawn...
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Meet me after dark again and I'll hold you...
I want nothing more than to see you again...
and maybe tonight we'll fly so far away...
We'll be lost before the dawn...
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