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Her lips were burgundy and almost looked as though her lips
were caked with dark blood. It differentiated most extraordinarily from her ashen
skin, ..
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I watched the sun crawl its way into the December sky, chest
heaving and determination on fire. The field of ice sparkled as the light
gently caress..
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It
started the day I woke up with blood running down my face and a broken memory.
I had woken up at three thirty four in the morning, two hours befo..
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I leaned against the
wooden front door, taking the last drag from my cigarette, as I gazed over at
the perfect window. The screen had been returned,..
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I doodled in the margins of the paper I should have been
taking notes on. Unfortunately, biology was the last thing on my mind. I couldn’t
hel..
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THREE. The
warmth from my hot chocolate raced through my hands, warming up my entire body
slowly. The heat in the truck was on, but I was still shiv..
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A break in left Rosalie Lovett with nothing but a fractured memory, a bloody pillow case, and questions. Once her boyfriend's brother moves back into ..
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I could feel the last of the orange sunlight caress my
chilled skin and I stared up into the burning sky from my lonely seat on the
metal bench. The..
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My skin fell slowly from my cold body, like leaves in autumn..tumbling down to the colorful ground. A heavy aching filled my bones and clicked them in..
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I stared at the man on my shag carpet, half naked and
covered in tattoos. He has a strong, flawless face and it was completely unfamiliar.
His eyes ..
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