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It finally stopped raining around 6 a.m. on a Sunday morning. I sat up to look around. I was in a park just blocks away from Disneyland. I stood up to stretch until my chest decide it had other reasons as to not to. I looked across the way to see a convience store open

Ok everyone This is the first story I've written so I would like everyone to be brutally honest and let me know how they like it All comments are appreciated Thanks. As he walked down the dark street, Samuel knew he was in a bit of trouble

Melony awoke a croak of a groan, immediately regretting coming back to reality from the deep throbbing ache pulsing in her grey matter. She writhed under the sheets while clutching her temples because it felt her hands were the only things keeping her skull from splitting apart

The Violin Teacher Carla put her violin into it’s case. For years she’d been wanting to take lessons and now that’s she just turned twenty nine she finally bought herself a secondhand instrument and looked for a teacher by flipping through the adds in the local newspapers

He pushed it in me. I know this is a stupid way to start a story but you got to give me a chance ok. I promise it is important to the story. Stick with me ok. First things first. My name was Christian and what I was doing right now was right. I am well aware of that

Nicole’s parents could no longer control her and gave her the option of moving to her aunt and uncle’s farm to get her away from the bad influences in her life or go to juvenile court

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2010 It is the annual alumni reunion event at the Lauderton High School, which they hold in the large gymnasium in the main school building

Blackmail Artist At age sixteen I am a blackmail artist. It all started when I was a stock boy at the local pharmacy. One day I overheard the pharmacist talking to one of his friends. He told his buddy to drop one of the pills in her drink and wait about fifteen minutes

Hi my name is Johnny and this is my story. Summers here are hot and boring. It's a small town and not even a pool to swim in and cool off. My story starts on Thursday. The neigbor, Mr. Green was busy loading supplies into his suv. He was being helped by several other guys

She always walked past my house a quarter after 6 every night. She liked to take walks, she loved them. You could tell by the smile on her face, the way her brown eyes lit up and how she tossed her brown curls in laughter in the night air. She did this religiously

The Family Part 3 I say thanks, you were great too, and I will, giving her a big smile

CHAPTER ELEVEN "The Story Thus Far" Wednesday, December 20th, night As the two lovers lay there half asleep, the phone rang. Dave heard it but did not have the strength or desire to roll over and actually answer the phone. The phone rang six times and then voice mail answered it

It's beyond me how some one as petite as my little sister could find clothes that were so form fitting, much less that she was wearing them at home while alone in her bed room, but I will never forget that evening, or any evening thereafter

My best friend Reagan was the hottest girl in my high school. She was about 5'5 with slightly small breasts and a nice firm ass. People often asked if we were dating but we always dismissed it by saying we were to close for that. I went to her house often to hang out/do homework etc

London is a nice city to live in especially if you are a student who is going to the university and is a party goer This is nothing new and everyone knows this. So do all the landlords