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• writings on the wall

  by Cait about 1 month ago

  when i was little, i used to write on the walls. i don’t remember ever doing it, but i’d wake up and find my name scribbled a…

• My Life in Technicolour

  by Russell Ruffino about 1 month ago

  The image in the mirror changed as I leaned in towards it..

  I was looking down at a field, small children were racing acros...

• Letter to Myself {Oy's Make your own Challenge Challenge}

  by Jenunique about 1 month ago

  This challenge couldn’t have come at a better time. I have recently surpassed my 200th mark and was contemplating making _thi…

• Ladmo Bag

  by ChrisWDP about 1 month ago

  Growing up in Arizona, it was the prize everyone wanted. A simple brown paper bag, with the words Ladmo Bag on it. A bag th…

• The Front Door on Roosevelt Street

  by [pens&feathers] about 1 month ago

  What I remember most about the house on Roosevelt Street was the front door. It wasn’t even a particularly memorable front do…

• Never Forget

  by Apostrophe about 1 month ago

  I will never forget being ten years old. One day in the fall, I was at the dentist’s office,waiting for my appointment. I rem…

• The Other Side of Eighteen

  by [pens&feathers] 2 months ago

  If you wanted to,
  you could drive up for the weekend
  and we could view New England
  from the other side of eighteen.

  You cou…

• one fine day

  by User 9100 2 months ago

  Something was definitely tickling his cheek. Kenneth reached up to rub his face, his sleepy eyes still closed. His fingers so…

• Tad's Sunday Afternoon

  by Partrca 2 months ago

  Tad busts through the front door his ears primed, a dollar bill crumpled in his sweaty hand. He has waited all day shooting h…