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Poor Piper (chapter 8)

8.

I disguised myself as a rich and distinguished gentleman, and as I do when I wear that disguise, I felt at home, as if I was always meant to be a gentleman. 3,174 more words

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The Story of Us

we haven’t spoke in months

but you smile up at me

talking about how you’re going to move

to a new country

To make new memories… 94 more words

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Wait Game

Wait

She sat there, under something or other. Water kept coming down. The protection offered by the thing wasn’t enough. She was getting wet. The street was busy. 52 more words

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Say it

Say it

Please say it! Be quick! Say it before I get tired—too tired to listen to you. What is the life that I am supposed to look forward to? 44 more words

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Horror Floor

The floor—the floor is your home. The floor is your refuge. It is where you spend your time, whatever is left of your life. You consume—you drink that liquid thing out of the can. 55 more words

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Horror Floor

The floor—the floor is your home. The floor is your refuge. It is where you spend your time, whatever is left of your life. You consume—you drink that liquid thing out of the can. 55 more words

My Writing