Kabuto: Chapter three the Last Goodbye

I told him yes and we left to bury my friend i lost. we getv to the cave and i move the rock out of the way to get my friend and put her on the sleigh.

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The One Who Makes Me Whole ch. 14

Said petunia, a bit fearful of her friend. "dragging. ugh. handy's. body." said sniffles struggling to drag the unconscious beaver. "yes, i know that. but why did you shoot him!" shouted petunia.

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The One Who Makes Me Whole ch. 11

She hoped that it was just open from the last time their friends had taken handy's things. she entered the dusty house, her ocd kicking in but she resisted, she had to find handy.

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Fade To Black Chapter 4 "Their Purpose"

Chapter 4 "Their Purpose" The streets trembled as the beast proceeded into the town. It's one objective, ravage the city, however those plans were halted when a strange duo appeared in front of him . "Think we can take him?" Daren looked up as...

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The Time of My Life Character Sheet

Favorite activity: video games and hanging out with friends.

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The Night That Crashed To Hell Chapter 1

Foyote was known as bi but leaned more to guys but all of his friends were cool with it, his mom however does not know but he plans on telling her one day.

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Love after all - Page 4

I walked to my room and slipped some shoes on before running a comb through my headfur, i didn't want to meet his football friends with bed head. than i walked downstairs and out the front door, locking it behind me.

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Canines are Dog's Best Friend - Intro/Chapter 1

Bring your friends!" in an uninterested tone i say, "i guess." maybe it'll be great pictures of our last party of our senior year.

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Painting A Rainbow Heart Chapter 1

My friend, caylah walked over to me with a tear streaked face. her eyes were big, and her hair was soaked from crying. "i haven't cried over a guy in eight months." she told me. i hurried over to my friend and took her hands in mine.

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Why a dragon?

Manifestation of a shadow personality, an imaginary friend, perceive as you prefer. it's time to write it; a product of my suffering, loneliness, extreme depression, the death of my ego. it was created in a really dark moment.

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TS: Chapter 2

Congratulations," said sparktrivis, "you made a new friend! now was that so hard?" i took off for grandma's house. "not when you talk to a genuinely friendly person," i replied. \*\*\*\*\* i got an earful when i walked in the house.

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Always

**"But Mom doesn't believe me..."** I whined as I laid down on the floor of my bedroom, which contained my seashell cover bed, a blue dresser and bookcase, filled with children's books. My room itself was sky blue, save the creamy white carpet, and...

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