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Lost and Found

The sun beat down unrelentingly, the midday heat rising from the concrete in waves that slapped at Thomas, searing reminders that he had made a terrible mistake. He had retraced his steps to the gates of the school, but to no avail. He hadn’t found what he was looking for.   Luckily, there were still streams of kids exiting the grounds, so Thomas was able to squeeze back in unnoticed as he continued his search. He wracked his eight-year-old brains, trying to remember where he had seen it last.   He crept past the front office and back towards his classroom, flattening himself against a wall as groups of giddy children pushed past on th

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212 deviations
Literature

Lost and Found

The sun beat down unrelentingly, the midday heat rising from the concrete in waves that slapped at Thomas, searing reminders that he had made a terrible mistake. He had retraced his steps to the gates of the school, but to no avail. He hadn’t found what he was looking for.   Luckily, there were still streams of kids exiting the grounds, so Thomas was able to squeeze back in unnoticed as he continued his search. He wracked his eight-year-old brains, trying to remember where he had seen it last.   He crept past the front office and back towards his classroom, flattening himself against a wall as groups of giddy children pushed past on th

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Literature

Unique

Being overwhelmed, by everyone and everything. Not sure how to cope, with all these feelings. Why do we even have such feelings? Grateful, happy, sad, depressed, the list never ends. They change at the drop of a hat, from one extreme to another. Why do they change like that? They give us grief or false happiness, and can lead to suicide or medication. Doctors specialize in "fixing" them, pills or the Loony Bin, what a "fix". Who are they to try to fix us? Nature's way, is Nature's way, no matter how many meds you're on, your feelings will shine through, YOU will shine through. That's what makes us the way we are, that's what

Poetry

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Literature

Lost and Found

The sun beat down unrelentingly, the midday heat rising from the concrete in waves that slapped at Thomas, searing reminders that he had made a terrible mistake. He had retraced his steps to the gates of the school, but to no avail. He hadn’t found what he was looking for.   Luckily, there were still streams of kids exiting the grounds, so Thomas was able to squeeze back in unnoticed as he continued his search. He wracked his eight-year-old brains, trying to remember where he had seen it last.   He crept past the front office and back towards his classroom, flattening himself against a wall as groups of giddy children pushed past on th

Prose

79 deviations
Smile, Girl

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Literature

Part 4: Guidance and Hope

PART FOUR GUIDANCE AND HOPE Kiran sat with Anya for a few hours, basking in the light from the moon. Neither offered anything to say, but they didn’t mind the silence. Anya felt her way to lay in the sand next to Kiran, bringing a question to his mind. “Are you blind, Anya?” he asked her. She fidgeted with her hair, and twiddled her fingers before she answered him. “No…,” she murmured. “Then why do you wear a blindfold?” Kiran asked, curious. “I…it’s a habit, I suppose, after months of capture. I was forced to wear it then, and it gave me a whole new light to our world. I do not wi

Kiran and Zara's story

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Literature

Amy

She wants to know she's loved. . . .But doesn't everyone else, too? She wants to know that someone cares. . . .Again, doesn't everyone? She wants someone to look past the scars. . . .Not the norm, but still, people want that, no? She wants someone to look her straight in her starry eyes and tell her that she's perfect, pool-scuffed feet and bitten nails and teary lids and all. But she's afraid...so afraid. What if no one does? She'll watch the golden gates of her dream life crumble into smithereens of something smaller than dust, and breathe a sigh as the little cottage by the sea burns from the outside in, then barely live to scrape

The Name Game

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Literature

Consequences

Chalk one up for feeling like shit. The first time it happened, I hadn't felt a thing. Oh, but this time, I think I broke a piece off of my own heart with the tap of that key. He was the nicest boy I'd ever met. Sweet and thoughtful and kind-hearted and seemingly perfect. Heck, I'd been considering a future with this kid. Why had my insecurities decided to ravage what could have been the perfect life for me? Is there nothing I could have done to prevent this?

Scraps

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