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    The year is 2012. 7 years. It’s been a gruesome 7 years without Adeline. It’s all my fault. I killed her. The anger in my voice is what pushed her over the edge, literally. I let out a groan as I punched the bedroom wall that already had many holes as a result of my anger. The bedroom was littered with clothes of women. This was the only thing that eased the pain. Killing. It gave me such a thrill. Something about the way the blood would pour out, how they would beg for their lives, and oh, how I love the shrill terrified screams. Each girl had something about her that made it more enjoyable. Anna had a small freckle on the left side of her neck, the bullseye for my knife. Emily wouldn’t render me the satisfaction of an easy kill. Kelly became somber and begged me to kill her. Those three were my favorite out of the twenty I killed. I finished cleaning the bloody mess from last night’s kill and changed into my navy blue suit. This was all a part of my plan. I find some lonely girl at the bar and begin to flirt with her. I then get enough alcohol in her system so she will just come home with me willingly. It’s twisted but it’s efficient. As I arrive at the club, I look around at my options. There’s a fiery red head, she’ll put up a fight. Next, I spot a hot blonde taking shots, she would probably be passed out by the time I tried to kill her which is no fun. My eyes scan the room, stopping at a long, haired brunette readjusting her glasses while reading the Lovely Bones, oh…

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    Short Story Clomp

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    Clomp. Clomp. Clomp. Clomp. Clomp. Chunk. The world slowly fizzles into existence around me as I slowly rise to my feet. It’s an absurdly small room, probably about 12 feet square. A single dim light bulb on the ceiling fails to fully illuminate the room. My head is killing me. There’s blood in my hair. I want to fall back to the floor. The walls and floor are smoother than concrete, but just as stern and unwelcoming. The air is musty and a thin layer of dust covers everything. The room is…

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    The relationships between family members can often be the most complex relationships. Deborah Tannen tries to shed some light on family relationships in her book, I Only Say This because I Love You. Deborah Tannen has primarily studied linguistics, but she has also written books explaining communications of all types. In this book, she focuses on families and explains how to understand the relationships between family members. Each chapter goes into detail about individual relationships, such…

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    Oh That Sarah Sarah Zagorac is just your normal below average young adult. Sarah is a naive girl with no friends, and no future. State Farm khakis are brighter than her future. At the end of senior year at William Harrison High School, her yearbook quote was, “When’s this due ?” “Stefen, I love you.” Vampire Diaries, “The Turning Point.” As Sarah watches this show intensely, with the lights off, she hears a thunderous bang. Sarah is home alone, so most people would go and check it out,…

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    Percival and Gwaine had been friends from the moment they met as rambunctious ten-year-olds. Their friendship had deepened over the years, but it was only when they were separated by a continent that they realized that they both wanted something more. Phone calls and Skype kept them going during the semester Percival spent in Japan teaching English, but once his contract was up, the tall blond was on the next plane home to Gwaine. Now, five years on, Percival felt the time was right to take…

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    Tiffany normally sprinted through her morning routine, only her morning routine was actually an evening one because she worked midnights. A cup of java and a light meal energized her enough for a short run. Something about putting her feet to the pavement was extraordinarily exhilarating tonight. Then again, she always did have a penchant for the dramatic. This was going to be her year, no more staid lifestyle for her. Everything that had been hard, was now coming easy for her. Kicking carbs and…

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    Jackson, quickly stood up, and dimmed the lights. He peeled his shirt over his body, as he walked towards her. His hands found the bottom of her dress, peeling it over her head, careful not to mess up the curls, he knew she had worked on the night before. His hands working her bra off, mouth clamping down on a breast, she gasped, wrapping one leg around his waist. “Tell me you 've missed me.” He whispered, working his pants down his legs, as she moved her pelvis against him. “You know I…

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    There he was, amidst those whose fate was so tragic my heart ached. He was entering the castle I knew and loved. My father allowed those who were going into the maze one final feast. The house was decorated with flowers and ribbons hanging from the ceilings accompanied by delicacies the chefs prepared only this time of year. I hated this time of year, the time when innocent civilians were sacrificed for my father 's Minotaur. It always seemed like the angel of death was lurking through the…

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    I saw the deer in the cross hairs of my scope; I took one last deep breath of the crisp winter air as my dad pressured me to hurry up, and I squeezed the trigger. I had never heard anything sound so loud in my life. My heart was beating through my chest as I looked down to see blood and shattered glass everywhere. The doe I was aiming for still standing in front of me unharmed. I was shaking uncontrollably, and not from the cold, but from the sight of what I had done. The smell of black power…

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    Wipe My Home

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    Wipe my eyes one last time, finally I am home. I have found a place to grow, a homestead for our seeds to sow. Staring at the space between my foot and shared space of flat; it 's homely, I 'll give you that. But there 's no garden on the fourth floor, no plants for me to adore. I could believe in innocence but you believe in your own fists, it 's a long, long winter for us to grow. I love you more than you could ever know. Tonight I was heading home after what felt like so long, the heating…

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