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Wide Open Spaces
A shiver ran up my spine, Mama's voice in my head, don't count the crows, baby. You know why they're called a murder. Don't tempt fate. Let them tell it to the devil.
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Josephine’s Diary
Millie is my best friend and I can't think of anyone else I would rather spend my time with. Mother thinks it's unnatural the amount of time we spend together but I am just not interested in Jeremiah or any other boy for that matter.
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The Key Man
Photo Writing Prompt used for Today It was the first nice day of Easter break. We were playing kickball in the street when we noticed him. He was tall and lean with a rucksack slung across his back. He carried with him a bunch of keys on a loop that jingled as he walked down the street. We skipped and ran behind him as he walked. “Hey, mister why you got all those keys?” “hey, mister where you from?” “Hey mister, what you got in your pack?” “Hey mister” He never spoke a word, just kept walking like he was on a mission. We decided to follow at a safe…
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Inner Monologue While Waiting for Dinner
Yep just solved all the problems of the world while waiting on dinner. Now if I can just get everyone else to listen to me and do what I say it would be great.
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How To Commit the Perfect Murder
It had to make a statement. His murder had to tell the world what kind of a man he was. He needed to suffer just like he caused women to suffer. To be humiliated, abandoned, and desperate for help.
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Ghosts
A poem
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Fire Trucks are for Boys
This was the first time I realized that boys could do things that girls were not allowed to do and it was so not fair. My mom agreed and so her and my maternal Grandfather went out and bought me a tricycle
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Every Face Tells A Story
She held the collage in her hand focusing her gaze on 23. What a pretty face 23 had. Checking her notes she saw that 23 had her photo taken in Middlesex in 1922. She called Jacques...
