Tag: creative writing
member name: Mikal *A Four Year Smithie* M.
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May 26, 2009 11:45 AM EDT --
“All a dog wants is to be happy.”
He stroked the rolls back from the Labrador’s eyes. She was laying on the coupled chair next to his with her head draped over the edge. The . . .
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May 26, 2009 11:16 AM EDT --
King of Diamonds
I didn’t wake up in the manner you may have imagined. There were no words of disdain or violent shaking; instead, I woke up to a dull and penetrating pain . . .
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May 21, 2009 12:16 PM EDT --
A Vision Perhaps
I remember days where I could barely walk because my toes were so bloody or my feet were too sore. My legs would cramp up at night and my back would ache intolerably. . . .
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May 23, 2009 07:14 PM EDT --
I distinctly remember one night my spirits were low after a warning of disownment, and my only resolution was to wander about aimlessly when I eventually found a small pond close to the entrance . . .
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May 19, 2009 11:06 PM EDT --
My Roots are Rotten
Please don't ask of my name or why I chose not to disclose it to you. It is too much of a painful matter, and my mouth has become infested with dry spit from retelling . . .
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April 27, 2008 06:22 PM EDT --
The morning sun masked my eyes with a creeping ray that crawled across my lids. I felt the warmth of the new day and welcomed the brisk wind into the room. When I pulled the heavy window up, I looked . . .
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May 27, 2009 12:14 PM EDT --
I was glared at with a quizzical yet terrified look. Neither of us knew how to handle my demand, both being unaccustomed to its powerful presence. After some minutes, she dropped her arms to . . .
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May 28, 2009 12:04 PM EDT --
Prey of the Green Monster
For the next two weeks the snake accompanied me while I polished up the grand finale of my dance. My mother had become much more despondent except . . .
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