Triathlon
The loud blow of a teacher's whistle echoed around the pool area, beginning the event.
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ImogenOliviaPearl
A young English girl with her head either a) in the clouds, or b) in a book. Look up the word "peculiar" in a dictionary, and you won't find my picture because I was too busy having tea with the hatter when they called me in for photos.
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For Newtown
A group of children died today. A group of families cried today. Innocent lives, cruelly taken, Unsuspecting people gone. Lying in wait, nervously shaking, One bullet fired, left with none.
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Wait.
Wait. That one word could have saved a life. The life of my best friend, whom I had known since as long as I could remember, and just one simple word could have saved her. Wait.
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Playing With Fire
"No!" cried the King, as another building burst into flames. "Stop. You can have the kingdom!" "Too late," grinned the Fire Master devilishly.
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Sonnet #155 - Much Ado
Sweet Benedick, how I long for thee, I am hereby lovesick at Cupid's will. Sitting here, wishing for thy company, Lying to young Hero, that I am quite ill.
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Seven Years
Seven years. Seven years since I was fool enough to let that precious thing slip out of my grasp, splinter into a million pieces and shatter. Shatter my hopes.
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