Chapter Four- That of Poison and Roses
Four
This is not awkward.
This is not awkward.
This is not awkward.
Fiction
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Chapter Three- That of Poison and Roses
Three
Perfection.
Perfection.
Perfection.
Yes, that's what's required of me.
I hate it.
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Chapter Two- That of Poison and Roses
Two
I do not want to be here.
I do not want to be here.
I do not want to be here,
at the palace of the Aldridge family.
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Chapter One- That of Poison and Roses
One
I hate the Aldridge family.
I hate the Aldridge family.
I hate the Aldridge family.
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Sadie
Sadie St. Claire stood on the top porch step, a purple backpack in her hand and a smile on her face.
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Clemintine
Setting: An art classroom.
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Ham
Enter Ham and three of the Campers.
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The Misplaced Eight, Book 1: Prologue
Saturday, July 17th, 1954: 1:10pm
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Ghosts
The most beautiful girl in the world is dead, and I am not sure whether I should be afraid of ghosts.
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A Conclusion for Beatrice
The long shadow stretched out on the path could easily have belonged to one person, but it instead trailed behind two lovers, synchronized in their every movement.
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Secrets
The snowflakes flurried down around the gravestones, darting across the cemetery and piling up on the already-frozen ground. Two figures made their way down the path, toward the pond, which had iced over in December.