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In The Dark ReachesA Poem by Arriam...it may be over but insecurity isn't ever over ayy |
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My Last RequestA Poem by ArriamI hope that this will make it to its intended. I hope against it as well. I've got a lot of useless hope left. Inspired by "Closure" by Teeya. |
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Chapter OneA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingThe roads were always coated in snow at some point at that time of year. People not familiar with the neighborhood would charge onto it, not knowi.. |
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Chapter ThreeA Chapter by Reeling and Writhing“So how many different values of x make this equation true?” Edward asked, tapping on the math question on his homework booklet with.. |
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Chapter FourA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingEdward sat on the bed in his room, tapping his foot on the ground and drumming on the desktop next to him with his fingers. It was all he could .. |
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Chapter FiveA Chapter by Reeling and Writhing“Fenella Burgess,” the principal said, trying to sound enthusiastic into the microphone. Maybe he actually was since the school year.. |
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Chapter SixA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingFay had been told on the package to wait five to ten minutes. She had been checking every couple of seconds, pacing back and forth between her kit.. |
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Chapter SevenA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingFay was sitting on the bed in her room with her face in her hands. She was still wearing her black department store uniform, not having given he.. |
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Chapter NineA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingThe doorbell of Fay’s house rung, and it seemed like it echoed around forever. Fay winced when she heard it and didn’t move until ther.. |
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Chapter TenA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingScott’s navy blue sedan made its way into the street. Anyone who knew him would recognize the dent on the side and the rust stain on the g.. |
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Chapter ElevenA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingFay was lying in bed with her blanket pulled over her. She slept a lot, but she hadn’t done it in her bed in months. Ms. Montgomery offere.. |
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Chapter SixteenA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingThe waiting room in the hospital reeked of sweat and innumerable chemicals that were flavored with sickeningly sweet scents to try to hide that it.. |
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Chapter SeventeenA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingWith her jacket over her displaying the Spartans’ crest on her back, Fay pushed the door of the diner open with her shoulder. The building s.. |
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Chapter Twenty-threeA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingFay shut the suitcase with enough force to cave in a ribcage. When she did, Aries darted around at her thinking it was a gunshot. He chose not to .. |
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Chapter Twenty-eightA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingA few times, Edward had seen Pluto sitting in the Southside diner eating breakfast by himself. Whenever that happened, gang members in black jac.. |
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Chapter Thirty-oneA Chapter by Reeling and WrithingFenella Burgess and Edward Montgomery would be pronounced dead in the news within the next few days. According to the paper, they were both kil.. |
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I can't stop hereA Poem by Death's PoetI love himThat should be the end of this poemBut it's not. I can't stop here.No one knowsBecause no one would understandI can't say a word without fea.. |
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