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Stories tagged with "lone writer"

  • Remembering Old Times, and Thanks [Pt.2] Inspired by text

    Elsha and G2: You both have been awesome friends and I love reading all of your work. Don’t lose touch…

    Lone Writer: M…

  • Survivor Inspired by text

    _I’m a survivor
    I’m not gonna give up
    I’m not gonna stop
    I’m gonna work harder
    I’m gonna make it
    I will survive
    Keep on survi…

  • Be Prepared Inspired by text

    _So prepare for a chance of a lifetime
    Be prepared for sensational news
    A shining new era
    Is tiptoeing nearer
    And where do w…

  • Heroes Vs. Villains Inspired by text

    “Um G2,” Lone Writer started. “I’m pretty sure that the Revolutionaries had their heads fully attached to their shoulders. Al…

  • Children's Story Inspired by text

    _The cop grabbed his arm, he started acting erratic,
    he said “Keep still, boy, no need for static”,
    Punched him in his belly …

  • Clover High: Temple of Irony Inspired by text

    The four of us continued toward one of the tunnels. The water dripped from the cave ceiling just like in a corny action movie…

  • Too Many People Inspired by text

    It hurt when I let her in. It hurt a lot. Her presence was too strong. She filled my mind so completely I wasn’t sure there w…

  • Thriller Inspired by text

    _Cause this is thriller, thriller night
    And no ones gonna save you from the beast about strike
    You know its thriller, thrille…

  • Believe Inspired by text

    Do you believe in life after love
    I can feel something inside me say
    I really don’t think you’re strong enough,
    Now

    The…

  • Clover High: Boys Are So Immature Inspired by text

    “You’re in a tunnel.” Snap repeated again.
    Boys are so immature.
    “Dylan,” I said softly helping him to sit up. “The school…