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The Night of Halloween
On Halloween night, My friends and I decided to go to “Mrs.Chana Abandoned Mansion”. My friends, Zoe, Brandon, George, Kiki, Aaron and me Kayla decided not to go trick or treating. Instead, we decided to go explore the abandoned house on the other side of town. The most stupid thing we did that night was that we did not tell anyone about what we were doing. You're probably wondering why we're going to Mrs.Chana’s abandoned house. Mrs. Chana’s Husband had left her, because she had children he didn’t know about. So she decided because children ruined her life she would draw children in during Ha...
Ready, Set, Go
“It doesn’t count if you’re already planning your defeat.”He said it just before I left, the two of us sat in the dark, side by side and pinkies locked. “It doesn’t count if you’re already planning your defeat.” Just that, a single sentence cutting through the night’s silence. An acknowledgement of a sort, the closest thing to a goodbye the two of us would allow ourselves.Of course, I didn’t understand what he’d meant at the time. Too weighed down by the thoughts of what I was about to do, with the uncertainty of my future, of the risks and dangers and all the thousands of ways that everything...
The Fate Games
Competition is not all fun and games. A girl stood in a doorway, her long hair sat on her back. She had a long brown overcoat that went just below her knees. She wore a dark green shirt with black leggings. She leaned in the doorway and looked out at the town before her, this was the doorway out the front entrance to her home. It was a small home with only a few bedrooms; it barely fit her, her mother, and her three brothers but it was her home. She lived in a small town at the border of the safe lands. You see dear reader this is many hundred years in the future and cities have crumbled, plac...
More Than Yourself
More Than YourselfMy sword reflected the bright morning sun. I tried to focus on the maneuvers I was supposed to do, but my mind kept wandering to the contest the next morning. I would be facing the best swordsmen on this side of the mountains. I breathed deeply. That was not the problem, the problem lay in the fact that I was a girl, well not a girl, a woman. My www.onedoor.ccskill with the sword was formidable, but I had been prohibited from competing in the Trials. The Trials were held every year, they boasted many different competitions, but the one people came to see the most was the sword fighting. Ma...