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#1241voted by our readers
From the Rock That Arlie Was Sitting On...
By Anonymous

From the rock that Arlie was sitting on, you could still see the ship sailing away. It was the last thing she and the other kids would see from the world for a long time, if ever....
#1242 Fiction
The Haunted Mountain
By Jolie2008 SILVER
Guangzhou, Other
Jolie2008 SILVER, Guangzhou, Other
7 articles 6 photos 0 comments
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#1243 Fiction
A House Hidden In a Timely Woods MAG
By jybellman SILVER
Jacksonville, Florida
jybellman SILVER, Jacksonville, Florida
7 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
"Answer./ That you are here--that life exists and identity,/ That the powerful play goes on, and you may/ contribute a verse." - Walt Whitman (also quoted by Robin Williams in Dead Poet's Society.)

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#1244 Fiction
A Mother's Confessions
By aleksafoss BRONZE
Fairfax, Virginia
aleksafoss BRONZE, Fairfax, Virginia
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
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#1245 Fiction
Knots
By Books_And_Scribbles PLATINUM
Adelaide, Other
Books_And_Scribbles PLATINUM, Adelaide, Other
21 articles 17 photos 12 comments
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#1246 Fiction
The Boy with The Door
By Anonymous
#1247 Fiction
The Ref
By paddydwyer BRONZE
Danville, California
paddydwyer BRONZE, Danville, California
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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#1248 Fiction
The Cloud
By VA SILVER
Hughson, California
VA SILVER, Hughson, California
8 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Moss surely grows on a stone that does not roll. If you feel like you're going to crash, then accelerate more, come on!" - Agust D, BTS

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#1249 Fiction
A Postmodernist vs. Reality
By SummerRose GOLD
St. Paul, Minnesota
SummerRose GOLD, St. Paul, Minnesota
11 articles 4 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
“Supposing there was no intelligence behind the universe, no creative mind. In that case, nobody designed my brain for the purpose of thinking. It is merely that when the atoms inside my skull happen, for physical or chemical reasons, to arrange themselves in a certain way, this gives me, as a by-product, the sensation I call thought. But, if so, how can I trust my own thinking to be true? It's like upsetting a milk jug and hoping that the way it splashes itself will give you a map of London. But if I can't trust my own thinking, of course I can't trust the arguments leading to Atheism, and therefore have no reason to be an Atheist, or anything else. Unless I believe in God, I cannot believe in thought: so I can never use thought to disbelieve in God.”

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#1250 Fiction
the fire
By peterche009 BRONZE
Vancover, Washington
peterche009 BRONZE, Vancover, Washington
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
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