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Writing a Fandom

Jess wanted to be a writer her entire life, but she always felt that she couldn’t get a story published until she was an adult. Then one day, she wrote “the one”. Would she manage to get it published?

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Unicorns

A short story about a REAL issue that’s going on right now. Animal Abuse.

Animals are abused for entertainment all the time. And its not something that should be supported. Animals feel pain and love just like people do.

Eating animals is wrong. You wouldn’t eat you dog. So why would you eat a chicken or a cow?

All living things feel pain.

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Good-byes Are Never Good.

Good-byes are never good. I never understood why they were called “good-byes” in the first place.
But then he left. He left, and never came back.
And maybe… maybe it was for the better.
~~~
This is an excerpt of a larger story I’m writing. Ironically, it’s the beginning of the story; it’s purpose is to highlight themes of loss and sorrow through a couple having to part.
Good-byes are never good. You just have to deal with it.

jail

Memoirs of a Madman

You all know shakespear’s classic tale of maniplution and misunderstanding; Othello and the tragedy that ensues when amatures play the deadly game of thrones. Now imagine that the entire story is veiwed through the eyes of venemous snake Iago…
Alone in the dark lays a prisoner awaiting his fate, in the gloom a voice prompts him to share his tale of the days when he was a free man….

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Dear John

Dear John letter; n. a letter from a woman to a man, especially a serviceman, terminating a personal relationship.
As they say, all is fair in love and war.

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Don’t be jealous and mean

THIS STORY IS ABOUT A GIRL NAMED PRIYA BEING BULLIED AT SCHOOL AND NOT ABLE TO MAKE FRIENDS AT SCHOOL. GETTING CALLED JUST FOR STUDY HELP. IF YOU WANT TO KNOW IF PRIYA IS ABLE TO MAKE FRIENDS AT SCHOL READ THE BOOK EVEN IF TEH KIDS AND PRIYA HAVE A TWO DIFFERENT PLANET DIFFERENCE. READ THE BOOK TO NOW IF PRIYA MAKES NEW FRIENDS..

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Jan’s Backpack

Even though this story (that I wrote) is directed at a younger audience; I’ll be the first one to admit I do love a good kids book every once-in-a-while!

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Just Another Human

I was inspired to write this piece because of my long love for the environment. Sometimes I ask myself if people know how the way things keep going; will outcome to loss, why does it continue?
I’ve taken part in presentations and conferences where they express youth leadership as the main theme. I strongly agree with that choice therefore, I directed my story towards a younger audience. I wanted to keep in mind to write it at a simple structure, include opportunities for imagination and elevate some of the vocabulary. Even though it’s directed to a younger audience I think the enhanced vocabulary provides a challenge and at the same time can appeal to a wider range of ages.
Again with another one of my submissions, it’s a bit depressing, but definitely leads you to think. I hope you enjoyed reading my story! 🙂

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The Guitar that Sang My Mother’s Song

I remembered the days my mother took me out to window-shop. I would hum and even skip instead of simply walking by her side. I held her hand often with a loose grip, always letting go quickly as I ran to push my nose onto the shop windows,...