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This is a song :)
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When Rosaline Fuller turns 17, her friend warns her it will be a exhilarating and exciting year for her. Nobody knew that in the morning, on her birth..
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I sighed and took a small bite of my dinner."Do you know what this is?" I asked."Not a clue." He said. I frowned at my food for the fourth time in an ..
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By the time I had gotten back under the tunnel and onto my bed, Anne was already hacking into the cloth I lent her. "Where were you?" She asked, bewil..
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When I had awoken, I was under a sheet, my teeth clenching a foul tasting cloth. My eyes burnt, my arms ached from the position behind my back it was ..
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Lying in bed, I realized it was almost next to impossible to fall asleep. First of all, my sister-like figure had died where I was lying. And there wa..
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Finally, after three hours of digging, I ran a hand through my hair, looking over at Charlie and Benji, who were doing the same. We had just finished ..
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Sitting on a rock, I doodled on the ground with a stick. Benji was out finding berries or something in the woods, and Charlie was resting. He had take..
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Charlie was crushed. We woke up to Benji, as cold as the ground, laying dead inbetween us. "BENJI!" He had screamed, shaking him rapidly. I stared at ..
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My Grandfather, William Fuller, sat down at our kitchen table, staring at an untouched cup of coffee. Haley, my little sister, stood across from him e..
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