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Parenthood pt 1, alternateParenthood pt 1, alternate3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters
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Parenthood, Part 1
An alarm clock beeped in a darkened room. At exactly eight o'clock AM it tuned itself to station 94.1. Lonestar began to play their old hit song 'Amazed'. A dark charcoal paw quickly shot from the bed to the top of the clock, silencing it immediately. The paw rose from the top of the clock and slowly retracted into the pile of blankets it had emerged from moments before. Like a whale breaching in the ocean, a large dark wolf emerged from the sea of blankets. He pushed himself up and sat on the edge of the bed. He was slowly coming to his senses then he realized;
"Hey, they're playing our song," he smiled, not sure if it was karma or simply dumb luck that their song was playing, but he was going to take it as a good sign. Suddenly a second figure began to stir in the bed, let out a sigh and became silent once again. He looked over and smiled. It had been another tough night for her. He thought about waking her, but decided not, she needed all the res
TeacherDear Mrs. xxxxxxxx,Teacher5 years ago in General Non-Fiction
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Not too long ago I received the biggest shock of my life. Since the
day I lost my brother I have been thinking a lot about my life. What it
means to be alive and what it means to be dead. Ive wondered about
whether or not its possible for me to come out of these trying times unchanged. I dont believe it is. Im already a very different person than I was before my brother passed. I know many things now that I didnt think I needed to learn, and I have forgotten about trivial things I once held dear.
Words cannot describe what you have done for me. Simply put, you taught me. Then in the simplicity of that, I learned. I learned so much. Things about myself, things about others, and many things about life. Through your many sarcastic remarks, expressions, and jokes, I slowly began to answer questions I had about my own life. Whenever I began to think that humanity was a pointless mockery of what it once was, or was said to once have been, I would w
The questThe quest8 years ago in Science Fiction
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Caitlyn went down the row of cabinet doors, opening each up and rapidly looking inside before slamming it shut and moving on to the next in fustraction for the third time. The pantry closet had come up with nothing, she had even looked under the sink. She balled her fists up and stampped her feet, for a moment throwing a fit like a five year old.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!! When you don't want it you can't help but trip over it, the minute you do there's none anywhere." She growled as she went across the kitchen and grabbed the phone off the wall, nearly knocking the hanger loose. She leaned against the countertop and stabbed the phone angrily with one finger, folding her arms over her ample belly and tapping her foot impatiently as she waited for an answer. "Adam, it's Cait. Do you have muffin mix, blue berry preferably?...Good, bring, now." She hung the phone up and let out a sigh of relief. Looking down at her belly, "This is your fault." she grumbled.
She anxiously ground her teet
The Wizard King, Prelude OneThe Wizard King, Prelude One3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters
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THE WIZARD KING
The Ciro Saga, Volume Two
Previously: The world of Ciro is in terrible danger. As the enemy gathers strength, the Wizard Galathar has teleported a pregnant young woman named Layla to Ciro. Layla, as she eventually leans, is the counter-part of the dead Prince Alan and ultimately, the only hope of stopping the enemy. To fulfill her role as said last hope, Layla must find a weapon of considerable power to end the threat of Zharo and the Ten Fists. Despite her pregnancy, recent events have spurned her and her companions on this quest for the long-lost weapon.
PRELUDE ONE: SPRING IN CIRCLE CROSSING
The city of Circle Crossing was a sea of displaced humanity.
Layla navigated as best she could despite her belly, pushing past uprooted families and lost citizens. She kept one paranoid hand on her purse and bag, holding the pair firmly against her side. Just in case. These people