Young Writers
The Speech Writer Pt. 4
Pearl stared blankly at the dark screen before her. In red text demanding for attention at the very top of the screen was the word ERROR! blinking in...
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The Speech Writer Pt. 3
Pearl had lied. She had lied to herself for over 5 years. Or maybe she hadn't, graduation was a long time ago, she could be grabbing at air. When...
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The Speech Writer Pt. 2
Pearl was chosen to be a speech writer for the queen's brodcasts. This was an honourable job, but nobody from her class was jealous of Pearl. This...
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Jason and Angel Meet
It's not an actual story. Moreso just a relatively brief introduction to the characters of the "story" in my head. Starts lighthearted, and then get's SLIGHTLY serious at the end. If it wasn't obvious, I am only really starting to get into writing. Any thoughts would be helpful.
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The Speech Writer
Everyday Pearl would walk past the statue in town's square glistning a dark obsidian with crystal clear water elegantly pouring out. Pearl hated that...
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A River Dies Of Thirst
I stepped out into the downpour and felt the touch of rain, always so gently brutal. What will she inflict on my weary body today? I bow my head...
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Falling
I laid upon my wooden floor, dented and separated with age and oddly comfortable until you paid too much attention to the unwavering solidity of it,...
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Home Hunting
"What do you yearn for?" I couldn't help but ask myself what a strange question this was. Right now I seem to yearn for a mug of freshly brewed...
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She Was Colour
In a monochrome world, she was colour. Everywhere she went, everyone she encountered was brushed with the rainbow that was her. Little by little she...
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Blissful Silence
The silent nomad, gently moved through life content to not speak even once. He did not utter a sound, and had grown to forget how his very own voice...
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