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Miles Away [Prologue]

Rating: PG-13 due to sensitive topics. -Sexual Content [Mentions] -Language -Gore/Violence -Disturbing Topics Disclaimer: While the characters and events taking place in this story will all be works of fiction, if there is going to be any truth to it, it will be listed in the end on the cited page. Certain events/situations will be taken from real accounts from survivors who have told their tale. Terms used that may not be understood will be defined one time as well as being in the vocabulary page. Łódź, the Summer of 1939. The wind was blowing a nice breeze against those waiting for the train to arrive, though none of

Fiction - First Chapters

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The Dream Catcher

Have you ever wondered why you can’t remember your dreams? Why you wake up, only to have your dreams on the edge of your memory? It’s there but dissolves, like sugar in hot water. It’s called the Dream Catcher. It’s not something that hangs above your head at night, but something more sinister, lurking in the recesses of your mind, in the world between this one and the next. You’ve seen it. You have felt its presence, you just don’t remember. It’s in your dreams. The friend you don’t remember having, the wrong paint on your walls, that funny taste in your mouth, the weight of your

Fiction - Short Stories

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The Year of the Rat, 1: Memoirs of a Streetkid

It took three days and nights to get to New York City by greyhound, three days with hardly a scrap of food to eat and three nights with almost no sleep. All I had in my possession were a few books and odd things, an extra t-shirt and a hundred dollars in cash—all the money I had in the world, and most of which was stuffed into my left boot. I was going to need it to last a long time, because I had no help waiting for me in New York, no family, no friends, no plans, nothing. Everyone else who was on the bus probably had families with apartments, money for hotel rooms, taxi cabs or subway destinations in Brooklyn, Queens, Long Island, Har

Nonfiction - First Chapters

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Who Exactly Am I?

Deep in my slumber, the darkness of my eyes and the depths in my soul. I wanted to be perfect in someone else's eyes. Cause deep down I truly resent myself. I hate who I am and who I have become. If only I was perfect, maybe someone will cherish me, but I'm not someone that anyone wants. Instead I'm used, beaten, abused and forgotten. I am worthless to the human existence and the world of unknown. All I wanted was to try my hardest to make someone proud of me. But all I see are my flaws and weaknesses that nobody wants. I desire and crave love, attention and care. But honestly I truly never had that in my life. Deep down I'm broken and alone

Nonfiction - Short Stories

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In your garden yesterday

In your garden yesterday which you lodge among many loves: a gentle, wishful sway below the florid eaves; I noticed the quiet leaves had weathered each cruel ray to foster the foxgloves that flowered today.

-CLOSED- Poetry, Songs, and Ballads

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Capitulo II - El Primer Dia en la Cascada

Un día después Bosque de Elwynn Northshire 21 años después de la primera guerra (año 613 por el Calendario del Rey) En el cielo de una cascada del norte de Northshire, se divisa un dragón rojo montado por un Quel'dorei (Altos elfos en el idioma común) y un joven humano de 14 años con cabello medio-largo castaño y ojos verdes. Esta vestido de una túnica roja, zapatos de seda marrón y armado con un bastón largo de madera. El dragón aterriza al lado de la cascada, donde hay una casa azul abandonada con un jardín seco al lado de un profundo bosque. El joven desmonta el drag&#

Non-English Literature

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Icon Contest

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Literature

Ah, Jiu Jitsu! ( Genji Shimada x Reader )

Watch Me Gallery Commisions All Overwatch Fanfictions are set in the same universe unless otherwise stated. Multiple stories with the same character (i.e., Tracer) will all be connected. The Reader is the same one from story to story (With the one specific character), so it will develop a story while still being just a collection of one-shots. Information on the Reader(s) Used in the stories: Here! Specific Oc this Reader is based on: Here! Warning(s): This is the first part of a two-part story. Second Part: This story is inspired by Jenna Marbles' My Boyfriend Teaches me Jiu-Jitsu (the two videos). Video: [link] In this part, there wi

Fanfiction

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Erotica

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Happy Mother's Day!

Dear To all Mother's, Happy Mother's Day! I hope everyone of you, have a great day today and relax. Kick your feet up and just enjoy yourself, on your special day. Today is your day. Today is the day you can ingore all your errands, your responibilites, your day, for not cooking. Everyone can eat what they find in fridge. To frozen pizza's and microwave cheeseburgers. Today is the day you can get loud and crazy abd be happy and relax with your family. For all the things you do for your children's and your family. You deserve a day, where you can, give demands, where no one can complain, And to my mother, I'm just writing th

Essays

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X-Men: Twisted Beauty pt4 'Petal and Thorn'

Previously In: X-Men: Twisted Beauty -Gifted a small sample of flesh from the King of the Monsters, Godzilla, Professor Henry McCoy, a.k.a. Beast of the X-Men has inadvertently given life to a chimera of monster, plant, and woman. Before anyone can understand what’s going on, an emergent consciousness of fractured genesis arises in Westchester, possessing not only the fury of a kaiju, but an unrefined psychic capacity, and a personal attachment to the X-Men. -An extremist group of Islamic supremacists known as ‘The Purifiers’ have exploited the devastation in the wake of the Kaiju invasion to strike against the Charles Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters. Led by a man known as Al-Rahim, the Mudaris plots the next step in their plans to cleans the world of mutants. After narrowly surviving a suicide bomber, Cyclops, Wolverine, and Psylocke are fighting their way through terror cells to locate the master of the Purifiers. -While Professor X is still deciphering the terrible images

Summer Write-a-Thon First Chapters 2010

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The Whispers of Songbirds

I have always been a listener. It is necessary in order to transcribe the beauty of nature and the wonders of life into poetry and song. It's a skill that has always come easily to me, but it has become so much more difficult since his death. I've yet to decide upon the cause, whether I've lost the will to listen, or that all I can hear is those last whispered words. "You won't miss me. A few days and you'll find something new to occupy your attention." Not a day goes by that I don't regret leaving. The sounds of the city streets echo through my heart like the clang of funeral bells. And I can't help but wonder where I was while he was dy

LGBTQ Contest

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Lion Premade Cover-(OPEN) (Black Week Deal)

Story Covers

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Literature

Fight

Whether one to a hundred, A thousand, or million-and-four, I'll fight all odds for this family ‘till I draw breath no more. I'll spend fortunes and riches And sell my own pride For the home this love's built And all those inside. You're worth so much more Than I can express, Just trust my love's true Each time I confess.

Poetry and Lyrics 2

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Schwi

My wings are clipped, arms are broken Too many words that were left unspoken I promised that I would hold your hand I’m so sorry I broke it, but please, understand I did it for you Through the ashes so blue You never gave up the fight And I believed in you I did it for you Please believe that; it’s true It was all I could do I wish that you had a clue I was just a machine, but you made me your queen You opened my shell and you found something unseen Heavenly Smite, my final rite Silver ring that I refuse to let die I did it for you Through the ashes so blue You never gave up the fight And I believed in you I di

Poetry and Lyrics 3

244 deviations

The Dream Catcher by DarkStar016, literature

Literature

The Dream Catcher

The Calling - A Flash Fiction Piece by JAStar4, literature

Literature

The Calling - A Flash Fiction Piece

Silence crept through the ballroom, with a slight breeze creeping past the wooden doors. The dim lights sparked on, making the soft walls glimmer. Her footsteps echoed through the room. A smile shimmered across her face. She glanced down at the silver high heels on her feet, with straps spiraling up her legs. Her fingertips touched the edge of her silver dress. She took a step forward. The room lit up as her imagination took control. She pictured her family and friends walking around the room with their eyes glued on her. The prettiest girl in the room. Standing in the middle of the room, her eyes caught a glimpse of what she w

Fever Talk by OnLinedPaper, literature

Literature

Fever Talk

In his fever, I thought the fragments and screams were naught to be feared - that even when he cried out in his sleep, his nonsense syllables were little cause for concern. At one point, though, he wailed something about his phone. Curious, and hoping that obliging him would soothe his delirium, I took the device and held it to my ear. I heard scratchy, quiet voices rasping those same fragments and screams, synchronized with his own. And when I put the phone down, I could still hear them.

A Beauty That Never Fades by OnLinedPaper, literature

Literature

A Beauty That Never Fades

Sometimes he wished he could answer their prayers. Understanding the labyrinth of rules that bound him did little to alleviate the pain of adhering to them, though he at least felt better now, knowing why he could not alter destiny as he saw fit. After all, he himself was destiny of a sort. He had made this world… now he would watch it burn. He liked to call himself Paper, though he’d never really understood why. It was somewhat apt; the blank potential of a sheet of paper was a close parallel to the near limitless creative power he’d been given. And yet, just as a paper is ultimately bounded on all sides, so to were his ab

Blind Eye by OnLinedPaper, literature

Literature

Blind Eye

“God damn it!” He yelled in frustration, slamming his fist down on the table. Jackson Illerioum IIX ran his hands through his hair, sitting back angrily in the hotel suite’s expensive chair and staring at the ACCESS DENIED message on his laptop’s screen. He didn’t understand – yesterday the traffic cameras had bent to his will at the touch of a button, but now, they were locked as solidly as his own bank account used to be. Jackson fumed silently; he’d almost been caught on video, all because of some stupid fucking security patch that he hadn’t had a chance to crack before it moved into product

System Warning! Data Corruption Detected. by MidnightDaybreak, literature

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System Warning! Data Corruption Detected.

How much time had passed in her prison? How long had it been since she’d been placed in that room of perpetual nightmare? Lylli1th tried to remember, but the memory was fuzzy. It shouldn’t have been. Nothing ever had been. Her every word and action had always been precisely timestamps and catalogued in her memory, ready to be recalled at any time. Yet she couldn’t remember. ‘How sTRa-AngE.’ She looked out the window, but it was the same as always. Black sky. Silver moon. Twinkling stars. A perfectly clear night. It would’ve been beautiful to behold, if only it could be viewed from an

Rise, the Fall by JAStar4, literature

Literature

Rise, the Fall

The sound of marching soldiers erupted through the air. A thirteen-year-old girl stood in front of the soldier's path. The soldiers pointed their machine guns at her face. A grin of contempt grew across the girl's face. Her dark brown hair drifted over her dark blue eyes. The girl smiled at the soldiers. She looked past their guns towards the treeline behind them. Locking her eyes on the shimmering glass skyline of a city. The morning sun was sparkling between the glass skyscrapers. The city tried to hide from the girl, but the treeline wasn’t high enough. Her eyes shimmered back at the soldiers in front of her. She knew the

Spiders by Lily-Lucid, literature

Literature

Spiders

Levin Everette woke up in the middle of the night with the urge to pee, like he did almost every night. At first, he was too tired to get up and figured he would just wait it out until he woke up that morning, but eventually the urge became too overwhelming and he had to force himself out of bed. He had begun to wonder if maybe this was a medical issue and if he should get it checked out. Washed over with a wave of relief, he flushed the toilet and turned to the sink to wash his hands. As he was about to leave the room, something poked through his peripherals, making him turn his gaze to the mirror. A spider? He shrugged, whacked the spid

XII by DarkStar016, literature

Life in the Wild by Chocoramalted, literature

Literature

Life in the Wild

I took a big whiff of the delicious air around me. Just underneath the glowing moon, our prey scours the snow for food, unaware that its life is just about over. My brothers and sisters lie in wait around me.They are ready to feast. He tugged my fur. I knew what that meant. We charged from the bushes, giving chase to our dinner. There’s no reason to flee. We all know how this ends. His weight pushes down against me. My god is he growing, about time. Humans truly take their time aging. Suddenly his weight vanished as he flew underneath the moon. A perfect landing! Like always. He wrestled with the deer for a few seconds before

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