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Parasite

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May 24th 2013  |  0  |  Category: Fiction  |  Author: tina20  |  923 views

Feng finished her 8 years countryside suffering same liked the other youth and came back to the city when the Culture Revolution ended in China in the end of 1970s. She didn’t same like the others that she didn’t do any farm work in these 8 years and her mother, a widow, a middle school teacher, posted her 10Yuan every month from her 50Yuan salary, and Feng’s elder brother, Dian, a worker in the other city, sent 5Yuan from his salary of 25Yuan to Feng each month too. After Feng …

 

IT HAPPENED

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July 19th 2013  |  0  |  Category: Suspense , Thriller  |  Author: bella  |  566 views

Tracy Morris was at her locker putting her books away. When her best friend Emily Reed came up from behind her ‚So what time do I pick you up tonight?‛ ‚Oww! Dammit Em! You just scared the hell out of me! Tracy yelled rubbing her finger ‚Sorry are you okay? Emily asked trying not to laugh ‚Oh yah sure, thanks, and by the way it’s a new habit of mines. To smash my finger inside my locker I strongly suggest that you should try it‛ Tracy sarcastically answered her back …

 

DUCK MONEY

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July 25th 2013  |  0  |  Category: Adventure , Children , Fairy tales  |  Author: bella  |  592 views

Puppy and two of her friends Vicky Dragonfly and Daisy Penguin were waiting for their other two friends, outside the school yard “If they’re not here in five minutes I say we ditch them. I don’t want to miss the beginning of Eagle Birdy, I heard that today he’s going to battle” He’s number one enemy Fox—“ Daisy began “Dunkley!” Tommy Cub cried out from behind her “Where have you guys been? We’ve been waiting out here for you for the last twenty minutes” Daisy frowned “Sorry, I had to …

 

Why am I here? A shelter dog’s story.

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August 20th 2013  |  0  |  Category: Fiction  |  Author: panich  |  637 views

Why am I here? I see others that go. A few come back but not many. There are two ways that they leave, one that goes out the front and one out the back. The front is good. You can hear people laughing sometimes, and everyone gets excited. Pups almost always go out that way. My best friend left days ago and I don’t have any idea where or why. Maybe the little girl has him. I remember her. She was the only person who ever looked at me with …

 

A Blessed Event?

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November 10th 2013  |  0  |  Category: Fiction , Tragedy  |  Author: geedda  |  1778 views

The Blessed Event Hello, my name is Horace Whitmore; I am a bachelor with no immediate plans to marry in the very near future, though I have a lady friend I see on occasion; we live in two different cities, making it hard to meet more often. We also have different lifestyles; she smokes, drinks alcohol and tends to overindulge in fatty, high cholesterol foods; while I, on the other hand, eat regular meals; half a plate of vegetables, a quarter a plate of protein, and a quarter of good …

 

The valley of death

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November 25th 2013  |  0  |  Category: Drama , Fiction , Horror , Philosophical , Suspense , Thriller  |  Author: shainur ullah  |  994 views

Valley of death A failed writer, poet and a depressed human being walks into a café, he orders a coffee and sits down with every other guy in the cafe which life had let down. He looks into his coffee, trying to figure out what he is going to do and where his future is going. An old man then comes into the coffee and asks the writer if he can sit down next to him. The old man ask the writer his name, the writer replies “writer just the …

 

the seashore ***** bowhead to mom

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December 12th 2013  |  0  |  Category: True Stories  |  Author: Girdhar Mishra  |  667 views

Shri hari The Seashore The wind near seashore is totally different from the ordinary wind flow in our northern plains. I was enjoying this wind, near Mahalaxmi temple which is situated in Chennai on seashore of Indian ocean. Sea was spraying little salty drops of water on my face and i was trying to measure the dimensions of sea through my little eyes…and sea was teaching me lessons of being broad, energetic and motivated. “Can you order tea for us…my son?” My mom asked me, sitting on a nearby bench. …

 

‘To Sweden, bar love.’ Part 3

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December 12th 2013  |  0  |  Category: Other  |  Author: Daryl  |  661 views

Blue, green and red neon lights pulsated above, mingling in a Technicolor dream. The dancers ranged in age from “Too-young-to-know-better” to those obviously trying to get their ‘groove back’. Smoke machines cast the scene in a thick white blanket, hiding the feverish, sweaty couples from the prying eyes of their immediate neighbours. The music boomed, shaking the floor with its bass. I had her hand in mine and another on her hip. She was facing away, but I could tell she was enjoying herself. We were participating in that age-old courtship ritual …