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Why am I always the one that gets in trouble? I try my best to impress my strict father. I live in a big house, I sleep in the attic. Since my mum went
I look into the mirror, and I can see the reflection. I see the face, the smooth, fair, lightly tanned skin of the cheeks and chin and nose and forehead.
Bella and 8 little elementary kids were playing tag. they needed one more player to make ten. A little white faced girl dressed in a long sleeve black
DJ was deeply afraid of the dark. She always thought that the shadows were more than shadows. She thought that they were people. Certain people like her
One day, a little girl named Allys went out to pick flowers for her family's dinner that night. She was told to pick really special flowers since there
Addison always fit in in her school. She was really popular, and all the boys liked her. But one day her parents told her she had to move. Addison was
There were once two sisters called Mary and Carly. There was only one difference between the two of them; Carly was terrified of the dark. They slept
Lily loved to draw. She was just one great artist. In her imagination the drawing would come to life, she had THE wildest imagination ever! One day, as
It was a dark scary night when Stewey, Lois, Peter, and Brian the dog got into the car. They were driving down a long dark road when they heard a loud
I dont like the others. Others are mean and are not nice to me. They look at me with the same sad face that mommy and my teacher give me. The other ones
You wouldn't beleive me. No one does. My parents think that I'm just trying to get attention. The guidance counselor says that I'm acting out. But you
He knows what I did to him! Then why didn't you make sure he was dead before you left? I didn't want to kill him, and I didn't want to actually kill