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ThereA Story by Levik"The 3 to Manhattan, this is their ticket to escape, their path to freedom. Looking past the scurrying rats, the stuffy air and stench of the subway s.. |
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A Mission From GodA Story by Earl SchumackerA great escape worth while |
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Infernum ad FinitumA Book by Ethan JobaliaA young man goes on a journey through an ancient mountain to find a path to a better life for his isolated city. |
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The Heroine's JourneyA Poem by VJWilda little encouragement to keep pushing through |
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fallA Poem by Anonymous 79i saw you in my class and i started to fall told myself i wouldn't talk to you talked to you anyway and i continued to fall we went .. |
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Pure GoldA Book by Dawn StarIn a world of kemonomimis and humans, an abandoned young fox cub is found and taken in by a rabbit burrow. Years later, the fox is taken by poachers a.. |
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Medical MysteryA Poem by ZBwolfThe italics represent different voices/perspectives looking at the girl who is ill. The normal text is my own voice. |
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My JourneyA Poem by Lisa CA short descriptive free poem |
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All roads lead to RomeA Poem by LaleI am not afraid to walk this journey aloneas long as I find youwaiting for me in that caféwhere we first meta silver lining |
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Chapter 1: BlantoA Chapter by Jcortz3Jayce laid a bundle of flowers on the grave of his mother. It had been about a year since she was killed by Pyranical. This mysterious figure had des.. |
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Chapter 2: Training with HivaA Chapter by Jcortz3Now there were only eight homes left in this town. After collecting from the rest of the town, GhostStrike went to the center of the town. "The rest .. |
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Chapter 3: The Sword and HumiliationA Chapter by Jcortz3As Jayce made his way back home, he saw his dad walking down the hill. He assumed that he went to go visit mom. His dad called to him "What have you b.. |
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Chapter 4: The Journey BeginsA Chapter by Jcortz3At night, Jayce had a difficult time trying to sleep. He was tossing and turning a lot in his bed. After an hour or so, he fell asleep. In his dream, .. |
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How Time BeholdsA Poem by Melinda McQueenHow Time Beholds Handsome time ticks by, Not owing anyone or anything. Carrying on its own pace, Riding on sure and predict.. |
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