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Trinity Gonzales

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We Will Never Speak Again, Will We?

I haven’t set foot on my uncle’s ship in months. He probably believes I am dead by now. Running into him now would be the worst case scenario. Too much has happened and there is not enough time to explain everything. I need to leave the island of Wystari before they find me.The deck creaks softly under my weight, the hull swaying on the quiet waters under the clear moonlight. As far as I know, the crew is not here, and if they so happen to be, they are sound asleep and somehow have overcome snoring. It’s not particularly cold tonight, but th...

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Welcome to Wystari

(If you're seeing this, this story is not just finished. Please come back later. (: ) The bustle of the harbor almost seemed overwhelming as the ship pulled in to dock. Elina took a breath, the strap of her satchel in hand.Step one: get off Solode—check.Step two: arrive at Wystari—check.Step three: stray away from Uncle Jorge—in progress.More steps came after that, but currently getting away from the trade business, aka family business, was her main goal here. Analytical of the crew lifting the crates, she slipped off the deck on onto the do...

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Ingrid

Erik was thrown into the dungeon of the swaying brig headfirst. He’d been caught yet again at his seemingly valiant deeds that somehow always failed in one way or another. He sighed, rubbing the spot on his scalp that was sure to bruise in about an hour. The wood hull that made up the entire ship creaked as the brig sailed on the perilous ocean. All this fellow aspired to do was halt the upbringing of pirates roaming over the seven seas. But not just random pirates, no siree. The grandest ever gang of thieving fiends began elevating in p...

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The Killer Among Us: Part Four

A lot can happen in mere seconds. Bernard had tried everything. Ignored everything and everyone until he had finally found the answer. The solution. The answer to end the nightmare hanging over his head for the past twenty-four hours. They killed Yvette, his darling girlfriend. They killed Paisley, the only other person who tried to be friends with him. Which innocent life would be taken next? He would do everything in his power to make sure it didn’t happen. There was a gun hidden in Oaklynn’s bunk. That’s what conc...

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The Killer Among Us: Part Three

Paisley stretched her arms out, a mere attempt to shield the person behind her. Although she had to be brave one, or try to at least, she couldn’t tell the difference between protectee’s tears or her own. Pearl loomed over them with a wire cutter. Multiple horrors could be done with those things. She had to have killed Yvette, and Paisley would be the next victim. “Back away!” Paisley choked out. She didn’t want to die. No one did. But she didn’t understand the fact why a human being would need to slaughter another. “Don’t be afr...

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The Killer Among Us: Part Two

When a person you don’t know dies, you feel sad for the people who knew that person. When a person you know but aren’t close with, you’re shocked when you’re told about it. But you’d never expect someone who’d grown close to you…to be gone. “Either way,” I said. “Yvette is dead. Someone on this ship, known or not, murdered her. Some of us may be next. There’s a killer among us.” The room went silent as the words sank in. During a seemingly innocent game of hide-and-seek, Levi found Yvette dead in the electrical room. As shocked as w...

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The Killer Among Us: Part One

It was only a simple game, we thought. None of us ever even imagined that the “simple game” would be so twisted. So, so cruel. I mean, all of us were connected. We knew each other in some way. No one would suspect their own friend of such a drastic crime. You would never expect such a horrid stunt to happen to you… But there was no explanation. It just happened. On a ship filled with only nine other teenagers, the only seven-year-old there was going to get bored somehow. All of us sat in the cafeteria just passing time by doing r...

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Happy Birthday

“Can we take a picture?” I asked. “Since we’re twinning and all.” You agreed. No, you weren’t a celebrity or anything like that. You were my friend—I’d known you for almost a year and a half now. But in that time only two pictures were taken. If you only exclude the ones that [C] took on Friendsgiving. Oh, right. You know nothing about that. Even after I was over all of that… trying to think of a word that isn’t a cuss word. Even after I was over all of that foolishness that a normal 13-year-old girl has, things still felt ki...

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A Parallel Ending

The air was crisp and the path they walked down was laced with trees whose leaves melted into a caramel orange color. Allie stole a glance at him any chance she got. Carl tried not to stare at her, or his face would grow red. It was just nice for them to be together, silently grazing through the beautiful scenery.This was good start.Carl finally opened his mouth to say something. A joke, perhaps. Allie laughed, so it must have been a joke. Then she nudged him, giving him some witty banter. His mouth mimicked a “Hey!” before chasing her aroun...

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Lovely

She thought she’d found a way out, a way out of the horrid nightmare that existed and corrupted the world for the past month. But no, Millie made the worst mistake running out to the woods, in the middle of the harsh winter that occurred annually, especially with them out there.     February was always horrible in North Dakota, but the black out just made everything worse. The sun had… some sort of reaction. People, you know, before the things came along, replaced the name “sun” with “Sliver”, because that’s what it was. ...

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Leave the Book, William

William walked through the darkness of twilight. He stopped by a nearby brook to sit and watch the sun rise. He did this daily, to get his thoughts in order. Reaching into his bag, he found an apple in the midst of miscellaneous pieces of metal he found for his job. He breathed in the smell of fresh dew, and let the babble of the stream calm him from his nightmares the night before.     Every night since the accident, the past year, the horrifying memories replayed in his mind. The pained look on his father’s face as his ...

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Leave the Book, Jennifer: The Finale

“You’re a liar, Adam.” I retort to my newfound enemy.     “Oh really?” he says, pacing around me. “Then how would you explain how he knew to be cautious around the Book? The townspeople sure took an interest in him, as well. Maybe because he lived in that very same town before he discovered a way out. And who in the real world would believe someone who told them that there was a world you can immerse yourself in, but it wasn’t real, unless they were from that world itself?”     My mind would just block...

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Leave the Book, Jennifer: The Sequel

I look to him in disbelief. He shouldn't be here. He’s supposed to be gone, destroyed with The Book. Why is he here? He comes close to me and wipes a tear from my face; I did not realize that I’m crying. I try to use my voice, but it comes out barely as a whisper.    “Adam, I’m so sorry,” That’s when the tears take over. Adam, from my former fantasy, embraces me and caresses my back.    “Shhh,” he says. “It’s alright. I’m here.”    “Why- how are you here? You’re supposed be…” &...

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Leave the Book, Jennifer

The book I’m looking for is unlike any other I’ve read. I briskly brush my fingers along the spines of many different novels. From science fiction, to dystopian, to romance, I would read them all. But there is one book that I just love. It’s not in any specific category, and the only person who checks it out is I, Miss Jennifer Stewart, the twenty-three-year-old librarian of this building. And no, it’s not a librarian’s manual or anything like that. It’s something… special.     “There it is!” I whisper under my breat...

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Over Open Water

Breathe in, breathe out, Marie kept telling herself. The rattling noise the wind made her anxiety worsen by the minute. She gripped the arms of her seat, refusing to open her eyes as the airplane rocked back and forth violently.     “Marie,” a small voice whispered as a miniature hand fell on hers. She barely peeked to her right to see her 7-year-old brother Benji staring at her. “Everything is going to be alright. It’s only a little bit of turbulence.” Marie would have calmed down only if the weren’t on a flying death tr...

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