| | | Wandering In The Supernatural | Wed Nov 04, 2009 9:01 pm by George2009 | Prologue
At this point in time, people chose to believe that strange
events never occurred, bad things never happened, or will never happen again.
It’s not surprising how wrong they are really. People effected by each of these
disasters walk around everywhere, and there are some people that turned out
peculiar after their parents or grandparents nearly died a...
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| The Halloween Fright Night | Fri Oct 23, 2009 9:02 pm by George2009 | The Halloween Fright Night
It was dark and gloomy on Halloween night. The wind whistled through the trees, and blew the flames encased in Pumpkins down and down. Decorations of every sort had appeared in windows, turning the street into a place of terror and fear. Young children were enraptured by the amazing figures and pumpkins that dominated every porch garden and window. All excep...
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| Grive's Memoir | Tue Oct 13, 2009 9:50 pm by BionicLightandShadow | All my inner torture, it all started on a day when I should have been happy, but things went bad, really bad. I guess I should let you know that names are more exotic now, names you wouldn’t even imagine as an option. My name is Grive, and this is my
memoir, only mentioning certain events that shaped who I am today, and some that may lead to my future. It all star...
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| Humanoid - Spirit Society | Tue Oct 06, 2009 9:37 pm by George2009 | Chapter 1: The Meeting Place
It was a dark, miserable night in Cinotime. Nobody was around. There
was no noise, no people, no movement at all. And then it all changed,
in a single second. The city burst into life. Laughter could be heard,
televisions were switched on, music pierced the night. This was the
moment when everyone realized that they could still ...
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| Don't Forget- A ZekuXion (UPDATED!) | Wed Aug 05, 2009 4:16 pm by Katelynkat | Tells meh what you think!
Zexion stood in the library leaning up against a bookshelf. He flipped through an old, leather-bound book, which appeared to be written in Latin. He blew a strand of silvery-blue hair from his face, looking closely at the foreign words. As he turned the page again, he paused, listening close. He thought he’d heard someone. ...
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