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The house on third street—chapter six: Emily
Max stopped dead, in front of her “Felicity— this is a bad place to freeze!” He said guarding her
“City, move!” Payton said grabbing her arm
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The house on third street—chapter five: The monster
“All of the sudden I want to uhh go somewhere else” Max said, putting himself in front of his sister and Payton.
“Whatever’s out there, or… whoever’s out there, say your name!”
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The house on third street—chapter four: A new world
Max’s grip tightened, fingers trembling. “Emily is gone. Payton just—”
He swallowed. “—just vanished.”
His voice dropped, raw now.
“I am not losing you too.”
“Then come with me”
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The house on third street—chapter three: Closet terrors
Max skidded to a stop beside her just as she reached the doorway.
“Emily?” Felicity called, her voice pitching higher as she stepped inside. “Payton?”
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The house on third street—Chapter two: Forever inside
“Get in here!” he shouted. “No one lives here!”
They didn’t argue.
They rushed inside before any of them had time to question how big the house was.
The door slammed shut behind them.
Loves
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Love Letters for Nerds: On Purity
Today it snowed for the first time this winter. We had classes but you woke up early, so of course I did too.
"Let's skip today," you said. "This day is too special to waste on classes."
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The Things You Will Become- Chapter 1
A mesmerizing sunrise rose over The Shining City, bringing with it a mix of reds, oranges, blues, and purples to start the day. Spring was ending and summer was starting, and it was getting hot outside already.
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Useless
Is it really?
Is writing just a waste of my time,
and a waste of time for others to read?
Is writing this here now,
is it really useless?
According to some people it is.
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Scared to Fall in Love
What happens if I fall in love
And no one's there to catch me
What if I give them the world
And they ask for the universe
What do I do if falling in love
Is like free-falling but not knowing where
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A Sweetness I Can't Grasp
I've been thinking,
that my littlest brother-
is just an illusion created by my mind.
And it's because
I don't get how somebody,
like him,
so sweet,
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My mirror
You,
my mirror,
my other half,
my dark side.
We look the same.
But in no way are we alike.
We're like two halves,
of the same coin.
But you-
are my worst regret.