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That Forever Kind of LoveA Book by rle421This is a story about a girl named Cassidy who falls in love for the first time. |
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Chapter 1A Chapter by rle421Chapter 1 Hello! My name is Cassidy James Maine. I had my life all planned out, go to my dream school, graduate, then start my life and look f.. |
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Chapter 2A Chapter by rle421Chapter 2 A week goes by and I am still regretting my decision of not giving Jason my number. Or anything for that matter. I thought by just t.. |
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Chapter 3A Chapter by rle421Chapter 3 The next couple weeks were the best weeks of my life. I was falling for Jason Masterson, hard. We spent almost every day together... |
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Chapter 4A Chapter by rle421Chapter 4 I know it is crazy. We have only been together for a month, but this week apart is killing me. If it even is only a week, who knows.. |
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Chapter 5A Chapter by rle421Chapter 5 I arrive at Jason’s around 11:30 the next day, he is waiting on the porch steps for me. He comes up and kisses me and we walk .. |
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Chapter 6A Chapter by rle421Chapter 6 The next few months go by so fast. I spend them mainly with Jason, and I have never felt happier. Today is July 27th, and we have b.. |
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Chapter 7A Chapter by rle421Chapter 7 I get to his house and I head inside. He is in his room packing already, I stop at the doorway, and I feel the tears filling up in.. |
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BabylonA Poem by BrokenWingedPhoenixMiscellaneous words of the day. Thanks for stopping by. |
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I've Got Two In the Grave, One on the FlyA Poem by Wicahpifeeling the whim to write anything, something .. |
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Bomb Attack in Bangladesh Left One Dead and Scores..A Story by K C MilanThe incident that hurts the mind |
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Chapter Four: Knock At the DoorA Chapter by marchmadnessMy sisters lived on a grassy, secluded hill in a one bedroom farmhouse. It was a verdant area with small hills everywhere. Growing up on a farm, thi.. |
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The Fields Of HomeA Poem by AnnaPink buttercups and yellow wheat grass,swaying idle on the sweet hills back home.So strange to the odd lands I travel now,a distant thought to each pl.. |
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Ballad Of The SleepersA Poem by AnnaCurly haired, kindly smiles,pipe smoke and wandering eyes.To venture upon such a sight,he sought not after gold nor whys.Tangled, but not forever so l.. |
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Green WorldA Poem by abderrahmane dakirOur land is opened for all, We could not build a wall. All race be well come in, We should count you in. All skin colors.. |
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"Why are wars fought?"A Story by Blackheart“Papa, I want to ask you something” she said. “Sure. Anything.” I said with a smile. “Why are wars fought?” For t.. |
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