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I Talked to God. I Never Want to Speak to Him Again
About a year ago, I tried to kill myself six times. I lost my girlfriend, Jules, in a car accident my senior year of high school. I was...
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Once upon a time there was an old miller who had two children who were twins. The boy-twin was named Hans, and he was very greedy. The gi...
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Not Such Petty Theft Quietly now...not a sound...not a breath...only movement. Michael closed his eyes for a moment in the darkness, creepin...
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Cora stormed out of class as soon as the bell rang and grabbed his bicycle in an infuriated mood. He cycled and cycled for all its worth unt...







