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In MemoriesAs the old clockwork bell rings, I scurry down. Then I walk through the long ways. As I was walking, I saw a man, raise his hand. His palm was inviting for a good old slap, but not for me. Oh never! Someone came and took the offer. Never me. I keep walking though, with all my strength. I come across another two, in a uniformity of hands. Never me! Never me. I still walk. Then, I see, food produced! As a man and a human, I am compelled to ask: "Would you care to give me some?" Of course! The answer is no! Someone will come and be giveIn Memories
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An ExperimentTitle: The Fantastic Brothers of Waterloo: An ExperimentAn Experiment
A young man walks. He is greeted by the park in front of him as he sees a bench. And on that bench, a young lady. He walks up to that bench and sits. "How's it going?" he says. The lady responds: "Very fine." "Well I know a place called Skyland's Pride." "How so?" "Because I do." "I see." And as she sits there, he looks at her in a wonder of amazement. "Well, let me show you!" "Pardon?" "L-e-t m-e s-h-o-w y-o-u." "I heard you, I don't usually go out with strange men!" "B
by ~somedudehaha
The Man who Lost the WarOn exactly December 12, 1965, I created my character: Lord Penner Manchester. I made him a sort of "Victorian dandy". He had all the traits a lovable man would need to be loved by all. I first thought my book was going to be null and void. No one would accept a character like that. But unfortunately they did. Now I'm here. You want to hear how it all started, eh? Well, it was in the August of 1956 that I saw an author crowded by children and adults, making his signature a "prize". Like all, I wanted fame, so that's how I started to write, if youThe Man who Lost the War
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The Gemini MirrorOh how vile my sister is! Every time she is kept to look over me, she pushes me around! I was in my room that 1 day, plotting. For my parents were to be gone to a performance and my sister to look over me again. My sister and I bid them goodbye and the doors shut. Everyone was still oblivious to what happened every time those grand doors closed. My sister turned around and got into stance. She had her “glare” on. I just stood, hesitant for a while. Then I slowly got into my own stance and “glare”. She was tauntingThe Gemini Mirror
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