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Pioneer Dog

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Grow

I look at the crushed bricks scattered on the grass. I remember the time before these walls even existed. It was a long, long time ago. I remember I was free and wild. I believed I had the whole world to myself, and enjoyed the freedom I had to think and question everything and anything that I was told. Life was perfect. But as I got older, the bricks started coming. One by one, they slowly built the walls. My freedom was being severely limited every time a new brick was added, and I remember I wasn’t happy about it; but tearing them down o...

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Alien

January 7th, 2063It’s been twenty years on this planet. I don’t remember much about my past, nor do I know why I got here, but one thing I’m sure is that I am not one of them.But let’s leave that aside. Today is my birthday, and I want to forget all of my problems. There is no benefit in dwelling on them. I only get more and more depressed when I do so. Maybe my therapist is right: I dwell too much on my issues. It truly would be easier if I just lived my life instead of focused on tiny details. Why am I like this???!! I hate myself!!!Ugh, w...

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Planet Earth

“I heard you needed me, sir.”“That is correct. I solicited your presence due to urgent matters, Guardian Terra.”“Wait… you’re not talking about the Board’s decision, are you?”“I warned you about what would happen if humans did not change their ways.”“Please tell me it’s not what I think it is. Please!”“Look… I know it is hard to listen to this, but the Universal Board of Intergalactical Affairs and Security has decided that the eradication of human beings has to be done promptly.”“But-”“However, the Board also has decided to let them live if...

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The Christmas Party

“We’re back, baby!” I said merrily as I fixed my sunglasses looking in the mirror. “Aaaaoooooooooooooo!” “Well, well,” Jake mocked me as he patted me on the shoulder, “looks like someone’s excited about tonight!”  “Well, weren’t you the one who asked when we would do this again, Mr. Jake?” We both burst out laughing. “Whoa, whoa, whoa, you’re not having fun without me, are you?” Spike interrupted as he joined us laughing along with us. “So, where are we going today?” Jake asked. “It’s a-” “Let me guess, it’s another surprise, isn't it, ...

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Lost_Media.exe

You open your eyes and find yourself on the floor of a dimly lit room. The room is full of cobwebs and a musty smell is impregnated on it. You cry for help, for someone that will listen, but no one answers. You get up and try to open the only door in the room.Damn it, it’s locked! you tell yourself.You look around, but there are no windows. The only source of light is a little candle that will probably die out in an hour or two. You keep exploring the place and soon realize you are trapped in an attic room. You don’t like being trapped, and ...

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The Halloween Party

It was October 31st, Halloween day. My friends, Spike and Jake, and I were getting ready to go out to a big Halloween party. I decided to show them that humans weren’t as bad as we were told and also to have a bit of fun. The world would one day accept us, that’s for sure. We dressed in business suits. We looked professional, nice, and human, not scary at all.You may wonder, “Why dress up so nice on Halloween? Why not wear a scary costume or something like that?” Well, we aren’t human; we are ghosts, -more specifically, werewolf-ghosts. We c...

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Letters of a Young Soldier

CW: Themes of war, violence, death, and occasional swearing.April 6, 1775My name is Locke Jameson. I’m a small farmer in New York, near the Long Island area. I have a wife and we’re due to have a child in a few months. Life is… okay. The British have been living here in the area ever since that stupid King George III passed the Quartering Act. I don’t understand the king nor do I agree with him. Like, why do I have to give housing and food to some random British soldiers who don’t do anything for me? I heard there’s going to be some type of ...

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The Ring

Warning: Mild violence, swearing, and heartbreak ;)**********As they say, love is a double edged sword. It can be the most beautiful thing in the world, making you feel like the most loved and special person in the whole universe, but at the same time, it can be used to cause one of the greatest pains a human can ever experience in their life. Whenever someone asks me what I think about it, instead of telling them a simple answer, I tell them this story of mine:I wake up to the warmth of the sun on my back. I stretch my hand to reach for Jak...

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Maok

I was a retired police dog. My job was to protect and save the community no matter what. Jack used to be my friend. He was a nice human living in a nice house up in the mountains of North Carolina. We would always spend time together outside. Life was perfect and fun... until it wasn't. One day I woke up to the cries of Jack. He sounded terrified, so I sprinted outside to find him fighting a bear. I tried to help him, but the bear caused Jack to fall and smack his head badly against a rock. I tried to get him up, but he wouldn't respond. He ...

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The Button of Fate

Silence. That’s all I could hear. The room was so dark I could barely see my hand in front of me. I tried to stand up, but I felt like a truck had just passed over me. All I could do was lay there on the cold floor. “Please,” I cried, “someone, please help me!” I didn't know where I was, and I couldn’t even remember how I got here, which made me so nervous I cried. I heard some heavy footsteps approaching. Then I saw some light coming from the small window in the room’s door, allowing me to see better where I was. It was a tiny room with no ...

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Midnight Clock

“Sir?” a muffled voice said in the distance. “Sir? Are you listening to me?” The voice grabbed my arm and yelled, “General Raymond!”I glanced around quickly and saw the source of the voice. A young man in a white shirt and black pants was staring back at me, his brown eyes filled with dread. He let go of my arm and backed off a little.“Sorry, I didn’t mean to yell, sir.” He handed me a folder and said, “The situation ain’t no good. Our systems are saying we won’t make it through the night.”“How’s that so?” I asked. “What happened with the un...

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