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Autolesionismo Dal Nulla Ch.1 Autolesionismo Dal Nulla

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I know that this isAutolesionismo Dal Nulla Ch.1 in Introductions & Chapters
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A Magician's ACT: Chapter II in Introductions & Chapters
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The Murder Trial 3 The Murder Trial.3.
Consequence.

"Daddy! When I'm older I wanna be a detective just like you!"I said. I was apparently dreaming due to me being a child again. My cheeks were rosy I was chubby and I was a little lighter skinned. My father just smiled at me as if he was pleased."Is that what you really want Qin? Or is that just for me?"He said. I didn't know what to say..."Both!" I said grinning. He chuckled and the dream faded.

 I bet your wondering why that was a bad dream. I hated my father. He left me when I was 4. The same age I told him that. A month after he left mom started drinking. And committed suicide. And it was all because he The Murder Trial 3 in Introductions & Chapters
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My Abhorrent Adoration in Short Stories
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Shattered Bones: Chapter 6: Song of Love in Introductions & Chapters
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CDLM: Chapter I//The Carnival        During the fall months, the town of La Vie houses many odd and almost supernatural visitors. Fortune tellers, prophets, vampire hunters, politicians, the works.  This keeps the small and otherwise quiet town alive.  One thing we have never had before, however, was a carnival.  For one reason or another, they always seemed to skip us on their way through the country.  So we were all excited when one really did come to town.  It was called the 'Carnival de la Mort'.

The whole thing was mysterious.  No one was allowed anywhere near it while set up began. No one could get a good look at it. Not only that but only one person was ever seenCDLM: Chapter I//The Carnival in Introductions & Chapters
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Contamination - part 3 in Introductions & Chapters
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A Night in Edgewood Forest Joseph crashed through the bushes as he ran through the forest, his friend Ben was trying to catch up to him. "Joe wait up!" Ben yelled. "Just listen to me for a minute!"

"Shut up!" Joseph yelled as he turned to face Ben. "It's your fault this happened in the first place! Of all the things I could've done why'd I let you convince me to go on a walk through this stupid forest!?"

"Well," Ben replied, "would you rather be back with everyone at the reunion? I know you hate those things Joe. You've said so yourself. I was just trying to help-"

"Help how? Your freaking walk got us lost in this freaking forest!" Joseph yelled back. He was furiousA Night in Edgewood Forest in Short Stories
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Heather's Demon He was different.

I knew it from the second I laid eyes on him that he was strange, yet special. It's one of those feelings you can't quite place your finger on, but you know the being isn't normal at all.

But different isn't always a good thing.

I kick through the satin moss, listening to the roaring waves as they crest and fall and start the cycle again. Over and over. My head will never rid the sound the waves, even when I am long gone and dead. Always I will be seated upon moss, listening to the waves but yet never reaching them, surrounded by a pool of glittering white snow soaking up red...

If only I hadn't approached him.

Maybe I Heather's Demon in Short Stories
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The Nothings CHP 1 "Dad! Look! I found a tree frog!" My little sister Bella scrambled over to dad. Her thin brown hair flowed in the gusts of wind. It was curly and soft to the touch. If you weren't careful the fine little hairs would come out. It was an issue she had, I guessed. My hair was the same color but not as fine. There was nothing special about me though. I smiled and giggled as she put the imaginary frog into his hands. That's something else Bella had. She saw things. It wasn't the typical little kid "imaginary friend" sort of thing though. We had taken her to several doctors who were able to calculate her brain waves. They said her mind ran differenThe Nothings CHP 1 in Introductions & Chapters
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Cupcakes 2 in Introductions & Chapters
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Glitchy Red RETOLD - CH. 6 "Dude...you look like you got hit by a train."

Derrick collapsed into the passenger seat of Scott's Cavalier, exhaling audibly through his nostrils. He wiped a hand down the front of his face, stretching his cheek muscles and yawning. He hadn't heard what had been said to him.

"What happened to you?" Scott pressed, backing the vehicle out of the driveway and beginning his way down the road.

"You seriously won't believe this..." Derrick muttered. "I was playing that bootleg cartridge while I was waiting for you, when I randomly fell asleep." Derrick's eyes drew to the window as he watched the neighborhood pass him by at about 25mph. "I had Glitchy Red RETOLD - CH. 6 in Introductions & Chapters
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Pandemic- Tainted Souls- Act 1 Scene 4 Act 1 Scene 4
"Well if it ain't cousin Hank!" bellowed a waitress as the freedom fighters piled into the small diner but then her voice dropped "... and Red. You here to drink up all the booze again?"
Red snickered as he bowed his head and bellowed back "Yes Sir!"
"You're the famous Erma?" Ricky sighed as he hung his coat on the rack. The diner was a smallish place with only a few people taking shelter inside, heartily downing their drink in a mad attempt to drown the entire apocalypse and wash their troubles away. The spacious booths desperately needed attention as the leather cracked and tore, only matching the rest of the cluttered pPandemic- Tainted Souls- Act 1 Scene 4 in Introductions & Chapters
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Ib Chapter 4 Ib passed the hanging dolls and went to the combination.  Green X multiplied by a Red X. Thankfully Ib was a whiz at multiplication, and knew eighteen multiplied by nine is one-hundred and sixty two. Add four to that would be one-hundred and sixty-six. Ib entered the number, and heard a soft click. Ib opened the unlocked door to another room, it was full of wooden trees. All of them had bright green leaves that were obviously unreal, but only one of them bared fruit. It was a red apple, which unlike the leaves seemed very realistic, but when Ib touched it she felt how it was hard, wooden also. She picked it off the tree. Now what was she to dIb Chapter 4 in Introductions & Chapters
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Red Mist-Preview in Introductions & Chapters
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Ib Chapter 3  The statue immediately charged after Ib, throwing it's hands up trying to reach out for her. Ib turned and ran towards the door to the narrow corridor with the endless ditch and paintings bridge. Ib ran until she saw the portrait laying on the ground. She turned her head to see where the statue was still chasing her, just a few meters away. Ib ran across the painting again, and this time it caved through and made a hole. Ib's foot was caught in the hole, and the statue was still gaining in on her. She pulled her foot out, ripping the remaining parts of the canvas for the Ant's self-portrait. The statue stepped though the hole of the portraitIb Chapter 3 in Introductions & Chapters
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Chapter 4 in Introductions & Chapters
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Pandemic- Tainted Souls- Act 1 Scene 5 in Introductions & Chapters
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6. Infestation She could feel them, underneath her skin.
It was if she was a doll, with papery crepe skin,
and brilliant blue veins that pulsed and boomed beneath.

At first, they didn't bother her much.
A tingle now and then, in her fragile limbs;
perhaps the urge to scratch ever so slightly.

However, these gentle urges didn't last long.
They grew ever more violent.
Soon, she was clawing at her limbs, desperately, as tendrils curled underneath.
She could see them, the black ink pulses surging underneath her skin.
It disgusted her, and she wanted to vomit as they thrust to and fro.

Deep in her heart, she knew what was going on.
She knew she woul6. Infestation in Short Stories
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The Words Of Juan Romero (heavily edited HEAVILY) in Short Stories
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Saori's Journal (in-game Pokepasta) in Short Stories
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HetaDeath Chap. 6 (NOTE: Chapters 1-5 are located in my Journal... I had only recently leared how to do this -_-' so if you want to read the other chapters, just go to my page and you will be able to find them in my Journal History)

--Japan--
I was standing outside the bathroom door for less than a moment, when I heard his scream. I turned, whipping open the door, hand resting on my Katana ready to slash any enemy. But what I saw surpassed any of my wildest nightmares. Canada was running away from a flying blade, I hesitated for only a second. My biggest mistake.
At the sound of the door, Canada's head whipped around, meeting my gaze for a brief second, as HetaDeath Chap. 6 in Short Stories
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The Beetles "You've met with a terrible fate, haven't you?"
"We're the beetles."
"Shut up, he'll hear you!"
New voices, new sounds. I can't even tell which one is my own anymore. Every time I see myself my appearance even seems to change.
I found someone or something..? What's this?
"Shit. He knows."

"You have one wish child, wishchild. What's it going to be?"
"Yeah, what's it going to be?"
"I think you should--"
Shut up, shut up, shut up! I wish all these voices would stop. I stopped thinking they stopped thinking. I fell inside one of my head trips again.

I heard a knock on the door. A visitor. I haven't seen a single soul in years.
"MThe Beetles in Short Stories
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Charlotte's Story I'm slowly, quietly walking into an abandoned barnhouse. No door handle.. I push the door open.. It makes a loud, echoey, creeky noise.. It has that rotten smell.. I take a quick look around, walking slowly and shaking, about ready to vomit. Looking up, seeing a bunch of dead bodies hanging upside down. A pile of ribs on the floor in the corner.. Their stomachs sliced open, guts halfly spilled out.. Eyeballs missing, some bruises here and there..
-Charlotte "What I Witnessed"Charlotte's Story in Short Stories
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