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The Bystander
"You can only see it from this angle!"
I scampered over the piles of empty food containers and dirty clothes to get to the far side of the room. I tripped over something but I pushed on, undaunted. I had to see it for myself, this new wave of hope. There were rumors of a revolution but there were always rumors of something or another. As long as people thought their cushy lives were in jeopardy, they talked, but it wasn't their lives that were uprooted.
Reaching the dusy window, I shoved a curly haired kid aside and took her place. The view wasn't the best but Richie was right, it was the only window we could get a decent glimpse of the fray.
A clash of wits weren't all that unusual either. It ranked up there with talk and false hope but as I watched those couch potatoes fall to their knees, I felt my own knees buckle. They were being mowed down. First by physical force, and when that didn't work, there was water and guns. I'm still not sure if the guns were meant for the people or the
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Literature
Secretly Yours
SECRETLY YOURS
by: Maura D.
The stillness of the night made the sounds of pounding boots and stifled groans echo through the thicket of trees. After being swindled out of their money, the group of seamen laid in wait for the mastermind behind it all, and when they caught him, they brought him to a well secluded place. The townsfolk stayed away from the woods that surrounded Shoreditch, and once they were sure nobody saw them, the men placed their own version of punishment on the man who jerked and writhed as their boots made contact with his torso.
"Where's that smirk now, boy?"
The band of sailors paused long enough in their torture and laughed. The small intermission gave Jean enough time to crack his un-swollen eye. The blood and pain made his vision blurry but even in the darkness he knew the ring-leader. Jean pushed himself up, through the pain and rattling in his chest, till he was finally on all fours. His throat tightened with every second that passed but he re
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Literature
Picturesque

She couldn’t figure it out no matter how many times she turned it around.
 
When I first chanced upon her in her exploration, I almost told her what the box like thing in her hands was, but the longer I stuck around, the happier I was that I didn’t. It was the first time in weeks since I switched out the short bed chains for longer ones. She couldn’t get to the second floor, or to the door for that matter, but she did have room to explore.
She raised the camera above her head and continued investigating. Her fingers touched each of the buttons but they never lingered for long. She didn’t try to push them either, not at first. She looked almost tranquil. It was a far cry from the sullen woman she was a few days ago. When I switched the chains, I thought she’d immediately jump for the chance to see more than the confines of her room. I expected, at the least, for her to bolt for the door or maybe try to sneak around when she thought I w
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Literature
Pressured Printing
Writing Boot Camp
Prompt
Sent to the Wrong Printer. 
You’re at work and you print something personal (and sensitive). Unfortunately, you’ve
sent it to the wrong printer and, by the time you realize
it, somebody else has already scooped it up.
 
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Scott leaned against the door. The printer room was always one of Thom’s most disliked places at the office but seeing Scott effectively blocking the one exit while reading the print off shot his dislike to unfiltered hatred. I should have known the day would end here, he thought, adjusting his collar for the tenth time since Scott trapped him.
“This is some good stuff,” Scott  said snickering, “mind if I show a few friends?”
“Actually, no. I-“
“No?” Scott cut him off, “You don’t mind? What a good sport.”
Thom paled. It wasn’t supposed to be seen. It was all a mi
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Literature
Inseparable: A Brother's Love
Writing Boot Camp
Prompt
“Your little brother/sister is sick. Tell him/her a story that
will help him/her go to sleep.”
 
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“Get over here.” Case looked over to his sister. “Please?” She hadn’t moved from the window in hours and in all that time, her shivering hadn’t stopped either. She denied it but he knew better. His sister was sick and there was nobody to take care of them anymore. That left him as mommy, daddy, and big brother.
Leora turned away from the window but only briefly. He couldn’t understand what drove her. Their mom was long gone, probably with a new family she wanted, and their dad was dead. No amount of watching, waiting, or wailing would change either and if she kept at it, somebody would figure out soon enough that the house wasn’t as abandoned as they thought. Somebody would see her one day. But not today,
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Literature
From The Future And Back Again
Writing Boot Camp
Prompt
There’s a knock at your door. It’s a man from the future
telling you he has information that can save your life.
 
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“What now?” Cerise growled out, throwing back the covers once again. Her late afternoon class got cancelled and the extra free time was supposed to be a fully committed nap time but every time her head touched the soft, plush, welcoming pillow, somebody called, texted or in the present case, knocked on her door.
The man on the other side of the door looked like a cracked out mess;  twitchy fingers, wide eyes, mouth that hung open slightly. “Yes?” Her eyes roamed over him again. Maybe it wasn’t smart to open the door to the hobo who possibly couldn’t speak. “Look, if you’re trying to find the old tenants, they moved mo
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Literature
The Search
Character Files
Layla
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It came from within, that gravely screech of warning or invitation. Whatever caused it was hidden away in the depths of the cave where light curled away and the air tasted of decay. The villagers told stories of a beast covered in hair, larger than three huts, and with teeth that ripped through flesh like water. When asked why they stayed, they replied, “it only attacks the guilty. We’re honest people, making honest livings. We have nothing to fear.”
Their village rested in the middle of two mountain ranges that dipped low enough for a pocket of life to resume. It was difficult to get to and possibly even more difficult to travel out of with their items for sale, but they managed one way or another. They were good people. Housing was offered to weary travelers, food was provided for those with or without ways to pay, stories were shared freely.
Layla almost felt bad for believing them to be a vil
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Literature
The Lunar Curse
Writing Boot Camp


DAILY PROMPT: THE FULL MOON
When the full moon happens, you turn into a person who’s the opposite
of who you normally are. Describe this new you.
 
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Crap. Crap. Crap. Melanie rounded the corner at full speed and nearly tripped over herself. She wasn’t supposed to still be out. Three hours was the allotted time. When and how she let that get carried over into six was a problem she didn’t have the spare extra seconds to worry over. The sun was barely winking anymore. Soon the moon would be the focus of the sky and it would be brighter than ever. She could feel it calling to the part of her she suppressed since the last full moon.
She scrambled up the dorm stairs, cursing the elevator for being slower
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Literature
The Mystery Cookie
Writing Boot Camp
Prompt
One Day you come into work and find a cookie mysteriously placed
on your desk. Grateful to whoever left this anonymous cookie, you eat it.
The next morning you come in and find another cookie. This continues
for months until one Day a different object is left—and this time
there’s a note.
 
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I work as an intern for a relatively small for profit organization. It’s unpaid, time consuming, and patience draining but it was this or accept a C in my Intro. to Business class. I don’t know why Professor Torellini had to go above and beyond. None of the other Intro. classes had to get an internship for class and my dad was no better. When I told him about the injustice of it all, my dad, the man who by parental duty is supposed to be on my side, told me get to it or he’ll make sure my nightlife is hell.
I’m nineteen with a decent bunch of fr
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Literature
Abby's Full Disclosure
Writing Boot Camp
Prompt
Full Disclosure
They toured the house with the real estate agent.
“We love it,” he said. “Is there anything we should know about the house’s past?”
The agent looked down….
 
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It was a funny sight. The lady the older couple called Ellen was usually so bubbly and loud, very loud. She liked to talk a lot especially when she got to my room. Sometimes she would open the door, wave her hand as she babbled about the rooms all looking the same, and ushering the people she was showing the house to along. They didn’t get to see much of my room and I didn’t have to see much of them; I liked that, I liked my peace.
Then there were the times when somebody would be pushier than Ellen and they’d barge right in. That was when the fun started. Ellen would t
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Literature
Change of Heart
Writing Boot Camp
Prompt
You’re at your favorite department store buying a birthday present for a 
friend. As the cashier gives you change, you notice a message with 
specific instructions scribbled on one of the bills. What do the instructions 
say? Do you carry them out and, if so, how?
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“Have a good day.”
“You too,” Amber replied with a genuine smile that only the holidays could bring about.
The cashier handed over the change due as she gave the drilled in parting. Amber didn’t care. She not only got to visit her favorite store to buy a pick me up gift for herself but also a birthday gift for her partner in crime. The birthday of her best friend trumped the need to get roped in with the rest of the bustling Christmas shoppers.
Stepping off to the side, she counted the money before she left the store behind. It was one of her
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Literature
A Faerie Interruption
Writing Boot Camp
Prompt
You’re walking home from work one night and taking shortcuts through a
labyrinth of dark city alleyways to meet someone on time. Suddenly, a
stranger parts the shadows in front of you, comes close and asks
you to hold out your palm. You oblige.
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Reflecting back, maybe I shouldn’t have listened to an Alleyman. He could have easily stabbed me or taken my moth nest of a wallet. Actually, considering I have a dimly glowing girl in my room, who claims to be a faerie, the mugging wouldn’t have been so bad. Could have gotten some kind of insurance off of it.
“Don’t touch that.” I had to dive in time to catch the ugly vase-cup hybrid my sister made me. If Emma ever saw it was broken, it would be water works for days. “Or that.” I walked behind her turning off lights she played with, fixing stupid plastic owls my mom collects, putting frames back the way I thou
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Literature
The Ice-cream Run

How could he have gotten it so hopelessly wrong?
 Go to the store, find the freezer section, and bring back ice-cream. It didn’t matter the flavor or color. All she wanted was some ice-cream. So why was it so difficult?
Derius snarled at the rows and rows of boxes. Sure, the flavor didn’t matter but there were so many brands and each one claimed it was the best. Then there were the different size tubs. Eloa was a small woman. A tub that fit in the palm of his hand looked proper for her. His eyes darted up to what he guessed were the normal size tubs. Those wouldn’t be done after four spoons full.
A brunette cut into his vision murmuring an, “Excuse me.”
Lifting his chin, he glared down at her. “I didn’t.” His gaze hardened as he watched her pick her preferred ice-cream and put the tub in her arm basket. Humans had grown impudent over the years. They didn’t know basic etiquette.
It was one more thing he’d
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Literature
The Big Bad Wolf
“Ow! What’d you do that for–?”
“I can’t believe you!”
Armin pulled away from his sister. Rolling his shoulder, he glared down at her. “It was a joke Emma.”
“No it wasn’t!” She argued.
She reached up to slap his neck again but he was faster. “I didn’t know they’d go that far, okay? But it was a joke. So what?” He let her wrist go despite her devious pout and he planned to leave it at that but there was something about the way her brow twitched.
The sting of another hand slapping his already abused neck made him hiss. Whipping around, he rolled his eyes. It was a double team. That was what the twitch meant.
“We’re telling dad. How’s that for so what?” Emmaline smiled smugly as her double brushed past him to stand shoulder to shoulder with her. “Or mom. I’m sure she’ll love knowing her son doesn’t look out for his sisters.”
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Literature
Fated Curiosity
    She’d wondered what she would find under there. An embarrassing stack of magazines, a collection of sim dating games, secret Potterhead paraphernalia, or maybe even his school books because she never did see those among the litter of clothes and shoes. The last thing she expected was a box of weapons.
    She made sure there was nobody coming down the hall before pulling the box out of its hiding place and on to the floor. Sitting with it between her outstretched legs, Ilana carefully sifted through it, being careful not to cut herself.
    At first she only poked at things but, as she got comfortable, and her study partner lingered away longer than he promised, she ended up taking the items out one by one. There were a grand total of twelve knives, nine daggers, three guns, two cartridges and boxes of bullets, and one tattered notebook. Hesitantly, she reached out to pick up the only thing that could explain it all. Her hand shook
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Literature
Winning Justice By A Tuckered Hand
They’ve already said they’re sorry, what more do you want?
“Retribution,” Tucker answered, stepping over the last of the lab’s security.
They enjoyed torture so much and yet they scampered away like worthless insects. His head tilted to the side as one pressed a button on a small rectangular device she pulled from the pocket of one of the security guards. The first click didn’t drop him to his knees so she kept clicking. He counted a total of thirty-two frenzied clicks before his amusement tempered off.
“Here, let me fix that.” He spoke gently but it wasn’t enough to stop the woman from shaking. One glance down at her lab coat gave him her name. “Miss Goldblum,” he smiled at her widened eyes, “let’s do our own experiment.”
“Pl—“
“Shh, this is a non-verbal experiment.” He reach back, undid the clasps of his collar, much to her horror, and placed it around her neck i
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"You can only see it from this angle!"

I scampered over the piles of empty food containers and dirty clothes to get to the far side of the room. I tripped over something but I pushed on, undaunted. I had to see it for myself, this new wave of hope. There were rumors of a revolution but there were always rumors of something or another. As long as people thought their cushy lives were in jeopardy, they talked, but it wasn't their lives that were uprooted.

Reaching the dusy window, I shoved a curly haired kid aside and took her place. The view wasn't the best but Richie was right, it was the only window we could get a decent glimpse of the fray.

A clash of wits weren't all that unusual either. It ranked up there with talk and false hope but as I watched those couch potatoes fall to their knees, I felt my own knees buckle. They were being mowed down. First by physical force, and when that didn't work, there was water and guns. I'm still not sure if the guns were meant for the people or the sidewalk just in front of them, but when you watch people jump in front of a bullet aimed for another, you start to wonder if the ones charged to maintain peace were merely forcing order.

"What the fuck is Richie doing?"

I snapped at out my daze and looked over to where I last saw Richie. Sure enough, he was gone. In his place stood that same curly haired kid from before.

"There!" The curly haired kid shouted.

I followed her shaky finger and felt my stomach drop. There was Richie, running into the fray or posters and batons. The so-called peace-keepers switched their water hoses for guns and shields, as if the people before them were worthy of their ire. As if they were less than the criminals we kept well fed and taken care of in our over run jails.

More sirens came but I never saw Richie again.

© 2017 Maura D.

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Inspirational Song: Willow Tree March by The Paper Kites (I suggest listening to the song while you read)

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I have no clue where to begin >.<

I can say I signed up to be able to tell artists how amazing they are and beg to use their work for a rp....might end up commissioning an artist or two when I finally get my story near the finish line.

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