Simply-Kayla
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All I could hear, all I wanted to hear, were my feet pounding against the pavement. I gulped in air as the stitch in my side was threatening to crumple me and my heart was preparing to burst. I finally reached the high school and looked for a loose board. Found two. Although stained red,…
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Within the limits of my house, I could feel you drawing nearer. And with the click of my mouse, Your face became clearer. Simple words on a page sparked a fire, And kindled a passion that would never tire. Then the day finally came when we would meet, And down the lane…
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I was returning home from school, walking down Winona St. It was a foggy day, and I tightened my grip on the the straps of my backpack when I noticed the fog becoming thicker. I already knew I was dreaming- I wasn’t in school and didn’t live here anymore. But there was no threat…
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Memories of you and I still linger – They give me unnecessary headaches. As annoying as an unseen splinter, The stinging reminds me of my mistakes. It’s an infection creeping through my head, Slowly making it’s way through my body. Insects finding a way to live and spread, Succeed in finding life to…
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Over the river and through the woods to Grandmother’s house we go. The cart knows the way to carry the prey that try to hold onto their souls. Grandma has been kidnapped, and we need to save her. What do we know so far? She has been kidnapped by a demon, dragged to hell, and…
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What was your favorite or most memorable childhood toy? You’d be surprised what kind of answers come from asking that question. You might even surprise yourself with your own answer, remembering long ago moments you didn’t think you’d ever think of again. How did you get the toy? Was it a reward? A gift? Something…
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I wish to place your hand in mine sweet dear, To touch the warmth of your fragile, soft skin, And take you to lovely dreams. Oh, don’t fear! For you shall not be watched or stalked by sin. Strangers are forbidden here, in this place. None will follow or cling to your sweet…
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What do you see when you look out the window? I used to look out a window when I was younger, Easily inspired to write lovely poems and adventurous stories. I looked out my bedroom window on Winona Street. I would climb out and sit on the roof, Observing those that casually walked…
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Hair: Dark, brownSkin color: OliveHeight: 5’5Eyes: Dark brownSuper power: Ability to disappear and appear at will. I don’t actually disappear into a void – that would be terrifying. I just become invisible. My skin, hair, and nails bend light around itself, so that it casts no shadow and produces no reflection. This goes for anything…
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What a beautiful day for a bike ride! Natalie Portman and I took out the tandem bike for our adventure, and our two other friends were riding alongside. The sun was out, the birds were singing, and the smell in the air was oh, so fresh. However, further along our trip the roads became muddy…
