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~~Chapter 1~~There are times in which one may not know the family ties that hold one’s family together. They see what is there, not what is unse..
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~~Le Chapter 2~~Max’s mouth dropped open and she looked at Dean in surprise. Dean just shrugged. “We just weren’t careful enough, I ..
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~~Le Chapter 3~~ A new voice drifted into the room from the doorway. “Y’all are loud ya know? What if the neighbors hear ya? Ever thought ..
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Leslie led the way through the house, picking a dropped jacket, as she led the way towards the backyard. Max followed her out, waving to Alyssa, who w..
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Max entered the kitchen, opening the fridge and peering around inside. “Uh, Les, what were you planning for dinner?” “Pancakes for t..
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I believe that Robert Frost’s poem, “Fire and Ice” fits the world I live in pretty well. A small poem, to fitting,- to much for my l..
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This story will tell you about the day I met him.It was another regular day in my boring hunted life. I was walking along the barren land, seeing all ..
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A shiver-golt traveled through me as our eyes met. He must have felt it too because he jumped away from me like I had burnt him. “Troubles?&rdqu..
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I watched as he let go of my wrist and turned around to walk away. Part of me was glad that he was leaving, but a part of me felt sadden by this. I j..
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