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Chapter II: Reflection

Rain hit his goggles as he tried to follow where the Snitch flew. He squinted slightly, his bright blue orbs taking in the bright Irish sky within the rather large pitch. 2,105 more words

Willow Howl

How to Love on empty pockets

I reach for the only dress I own, sitting at the back of my closet

Waiting for the next special occasion it would be worn, 333 more words

Balloon Heart

Worn like thin rubber. Weakness tears a hole. Gradually the air escapes. Let down over time.



Heath stood before his audience, bowing. They were silent.

He had prepared his show to the best of his ability, but still, Heath had hit a sour note. 102 more words

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of trolls and teabags

“Lift it with your knees.”

“Does that actually work?” Jonas asked.

“Yes,” Ellie said. “And it’s better for your back.”

“Even if you’re lifting a troll?” Jonas clarified. 504 more words

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Nicole’s idea of lunch was a full plate of chips, 1/2 deep fried chicken, and a litre of Coke.

I had a serving of bhajia and bottle of water. 378 more words


Living Bones

Karen stood in the middle of the hallway, staring up at a dinosaur.

It was only the bones, of course. Probably not even that, probably some fibreglass facsimile of the bones of a brachiosaur. 291 more words

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