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“Just let me brush out my hair and I’ll be ready to go.” Anne said, sitting down at the vanity. John sat in the wicker chair by th..

I stand still, my hands clasped behind my back. I look up at my father and quirked an eyebrow. “Yes, Father?” I ask. “I have an ..

What a strange place this Earth is. Loki thought, stepping out into the street. He believed the city to be calledSavannahin a state named “Geo..

He's quite a peculiar and eccentric man. To understand him, no one truly can. His deducing- he can't just turn it off. He reads everything- ever..

Wordstalkspeak I can’t speak/talk/saywhatIwant/howIfeel Theywon’tleavemeALONE. The numbers are even worse. Numbers onthescale/onth..

Eat and live Don’t and die. You make it sound to simple. It’s not like that. Every day is a struggle. Every day is a test. It..

“Mr. Creech, there’s someone here to see Sherlock.” Miss Carla said over the intercom. Mr. Creech, Sherlock’s history teac..

The doorbell rang. Sighing, I got up to answer it, running a hand through my hair. I felt my brow crease as I opened the door. A girl stood there ..

Chapter 2~ The Science of Deduction I looked out the cab window at the rain. Rain in London was different than in New Orleans. “So, um, Sh..