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Archive for February, 2016

The True Story of Little Red Riding Hood by Celena S

I know the little red riding hood is so overdue, but everyone is wrong, everyone. Well, of course, besides me and birdie. I’ve been dying to let out the truth but I never get the chance. The hunter is always around, being famous because he was the one who ‘saved’ little red riding hood and […]

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Inner Monologue of a Thief by Agnes S

It was dark out. The stars in the sky had been clouded over, and the street lamps had all been dimmed to barely visible. Even the lights in the buildings had all been turned off, slowly, one by one. There was no sound, except the small whistling of the wind. And then a soft pattering […]

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