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The Traveling Immigrant
My name is Tichere Vong and I know this sounds cliche, but I ran away. I know, I know, alot of kids run away. Why is my story so special? Because i...
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/might delete this later/
He inhaled the poison, holding it in a bit before he finally exhaled. He tapped the cigarette on the ashtray to his right, then put it to his lips...
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Runaway
She looked at me and smiled, her head turned to me as we laid on the grass next to the pond. "Let's leave" I blurted out. I didn't think it would...
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My Everyday
I wake up, tossing my covers off and swinging my feet to the side of the bed. As i stand up, i stretch my arms and back, groaning like ive been...
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Elanore~
Oh Elanore, my love How i love your eyes they give me a sense of high as beautiful as a dove, i can never get enough but i hate how you lie i can see...
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