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Ambush

The tassels above my head rattled as this old tin-can of a bus shook across the dirt beneath us. I was surprised this old thing was still running, ten years old and we're still able to keep it in pristine condition. Well, pristine was a bit of an exaggeration. Over the years we'd modified this bus with a different seat layout – one side of the vehicle facing the other – as well as adding additional seats to fit more troops in. The inside of the bus was mainly metal found from junk heaps, it was easier to find and work with than plastic. Hence why the inside of the bus was the colour of rusted silver. Two rows of seats occupied ei

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Literature

Ambush

The tassels above my head rattled as this old tin-can of a bus shook across the dirt beneath us. I was surprised this old thing was still running, ten years old and we're still able to keep it in pristine condition. Well, pristine was a bit of an exaggeration. Over the years we'd modified this bus with a different seat layout – one side of the vehicle facing the other – as well as adding additional seats to fit more troops in. The inside of the bus was mainly metal found from junk heaps, it was easier to find and work with than plastic. Hence why the inside of the bus was the colour of rusted silver. Two rows of seats occupied ei

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One Mistake

One mistake. One mistake can destroy you, your life, your past, present and future. The irony is that even the smallest of errors can explode into an entirely larger one; it grows. It just doesn't stop expanding and eventually gets to the point where it's too big for whatever contains it. It seeps through any cracks, any opening it can find. It gets out into the world and then everybody knows your story. This is where I am now; stuck in my own errors, my own mistakes, and I am suffering for it – I can't fix it, not any more. Life became too unbearable for me, and I'm making my final stand. Simply put? The entirety of my school is homop

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Cowardigon

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Literature

The King's Games -Introduction

 King Elinus sat on the throne that granted him the power to rule over his kingdom, Anrapthia. The soft velvet cushioning made it possible for the owner to sit for many hours without having to stand, and the King had been doing so for more than seven. His eyes were weary, his eyelids heavy, yet he had to keep awake. Before him knelt a lowly villager, begging for his life after he had been caught stealing another villagers items. However, the King was not paying attention to his pleading voice, he was off in another world of his own, thoughts floating through his mind. For so long had the King been in dire need of entertainment, but what his

The King's Games

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Literature

Coping With Reality - Prologue

Prologue Normal – that's how life had felt for all of these years; every morning I would be excited about the future of the upcoming days, the potential adventure that awaited for me for so long. I had been, I think, fifteen at the time. New laws had come across that you were only allowed to be a trainer at sixteen rather than ten – something to do with recent kidnappings of many children I suppose, or it had something to do with the dangerous organisations that seemed to drift about. The most likely explanation may have been that it seemed a stupid idea for children to be amongst powerful, sometimes fearful, creatures – I nev

Coping With Reality - A Pokemon FanFifction

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A Mountain to Climb

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A place for ART

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