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Hey guys, Here’s a short fiction story I wrote about a month ago. It’s a little different than my usual stuff and it’s not my best, but it allowed me to vent about some things. Anyways, if you’re interested, enjoy! “My type? Pretty much anything that walks,” I say, taking a slug of my…
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Hey guys, So this is a humorous (or an attempt at humorous) nonfiction short story that I wrote back in February. Enjoy! Behold, it’s that time of year again when every couple runs around like chickens with their heads cut off for the PERFECT Valentine’s Day present. A day of competition, in which the value…
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Hey guys, Here’s a very short “list essay” that I wrote for a creative nonfiction course. To give you a little background so you’re not confused when reading it: it’s told in a second-person perspective, but it’s basically a list of very consistent and very inconsistent events that occurred on a weird Monday night when…
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Hey guys, This is another essay that I wrote for a creative writing class. The assignment was to analyze a specific culture – I chose softball culture because I’m very familiar with it. It’s long, but I had feedback that it’s a fast-read. Plus, it looks longer here because I added pictures. If you’re interested,…
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Hey guys, so this is a very short nonfiction essay-type thing that I wrote for a creative nonfiction course. The prompt was to state our stance on a controversial issue, so I chose sex education because as someone who went to a public middle school and a private Catholic high school… I feel pretty strongly…
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Hey guys, After spending months on a pretty depressing fictional story, I wanted to take a break from that and focus on something a little bit more lighthearted and not so R-rated. But this one won’t be as silly as the last one mostly because Sootie’s not a kitten anymore and I wanted to show…
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Hey guys, This is the last part to this series! My future stories won’t be this long, I promise. Enjoy! —————————————————————————— Ellison & Hadley Six years later “Hads?” Ellison knocked on Hadley’s door, sounding soft and worried. Her heart was pounding – she had just come upstairs from downstairs, after talking to Babs and…
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Ellison What is wrong with me? Ellison asked herself over and over again after never answering Ripley’s question: “What the f*** is wrong with you?” before she departed Ms. Lowell’s bedroom with Brynn and entered the kitchen to find the phone. Ellison stood frozen next to the bedpost in her jacket and pink pajamas, not…
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Brynn She would definitely have to miss school the next day. That’s the first thing that came to mind when Brynn heard Van leave shortly after she retreated back down to the basement. She sat on top of the old, creaky floorboards of the first two basement steps right next to the door. The next…
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Hey guys, Here is part 2 of the story I’ve been working on for a while. Go ahead and check out part 1 before you read this or else you won’t really understand the rest. Van Van remained frozen in his seat as he stared into the dark hallway, hearing heavy footsteps sounded from the…
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