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By Crazywolfiegirl2 PLATINUM
Kington, Other

I knew something was wrong when the mover vans came. I knew that something was strange. My nan calls them premonitions - feelings that something is wrong before it happens. Well,...
Crazywolfiegirl2 PLATINUM, Kington, Other
26 articles 3 photos 284 comments

Favorite Quote:
There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature—the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter. —Rachel Carson


SparrowSun ELITE, X, Vermont
200 articles 23 photos 1053 comments

Favorite Quote:
"It Will Be Good." (complicated semi-spiritual emotional story.)<br /> <br /> "Upon his bench the pieces lay<br /> As if an artwork on display<br /> Of gears and hands<br /> And wire-thin bands<br /> That glisten in dim candle play." -Janice T., Clockwork[love that poem, dont know why, im not steampunk]

#123 Fiction
By Anonymous
WolvesRain ELITE, Walton, Kentucky
117 articles 1 photo 190 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Every secret of a writer's soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind, is written large in his works." Virginia Wolf

#125 Fiction
By AquaGem SILVER
Kalamazoo, Michigan
AquaGem SILVER, Kalamazoo, Michigan
5 articles 0 photos 50 comments

Favorite Quote:
Nobody will ever win the Battle of the Sexes. There&#039;s just too much fraternizing with the enemy. ~Henry Kissinger<br /> <br /> Life it too short to let you matter.

#126 Fiction
By Anonymous
#127 Fiction
By anuwrites BRONZE
Pune, Other
anuwrites BRONZE, Pune, Other
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
#128 Fiction
#129 Fiction
By october.blue SILVER
Mountain View, California
october.blue SILVER, Mountain View, California
8 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;Writing a book is an adventure. To begin with, it is a toy and an amusement; then it becomes a mistress, and then it becomes a master, and then a tyrant. The last phase is that just as you are about to be reconciled to your servitude, you kill the

#130 Fiction
By Anonymous