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One good thing to come out of my dream-like state of life was that my social-life had gone to s**t. With that, my academics had skyrocketed. My GPA wa..
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I drifted in and out of consiousness for a few days. Sometimes Mitchie was there, sometimes she wasn't. I didn't see my mom the whole time. I was real..
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After I was staying awake at noral hours, they kept me in the hospital a few more days...just to be sure everything was alright. Of course Mitchie, my..
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Give Me A Reason
by: Gypsy (a.k.a. Cassie)
I’m *gasp* gay!
Yea I know
Cue the mothers weeping
And eyes growing as big as saucers
Is th..
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Just to lighten the overall mood of WritersCafe.
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I'm stumbling,
stumbling,
tripping
falling.
I hit the ground.
THUD!
Like a bolt of lightning,
shot through me.
My heart aches and burns,
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Getting Dressed.
Crimping my hair.
Brushing my teeth.
Putting on my shoes.
Getting my papers up.
Going to school.
My routine. Every morning the ..
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After our embrace, Mitchie and I we so elated. I was shocked that this had really happened, and I reminded myself that it was most likely a dream. I p..
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The next day at school was hard. Mitchie had decided that we should flount our happiness together, despite what I thought was best for her. When I got..
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