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As he walked through the thick forest, he became a pirate on a tropical island, scouring the land, in search of buried treasure. He discovered he was not a very brave pirate however…

Posted By Alicia Smith On 01.07.2011 @ 9:16 am

she did not favour to write the truth. Stories of fiction and make believe suited her much more. In fiction, she could tell tales of crow kings and human peasents. Invisible friends existed and imagination was a virtue.

Posted By Alicia Smith On 01.05.2011 @ 9:28 pm

it was rather obvious wasnt it? the balloon deanded to be free, the wind blew it around so much. just let it go, it’s demands are obvious. It strives for freedom, grant it and go. She closed her eyes, and released her balloon to the sky.

Posted By Alicia Smith On 12.25.2010 @ 12:25 pm

and just like that, she was covered in sticky, thick, red syrup. She didn’t know how it happened, or where it even came from, all she knew was that it was sticky. She reached out her hand to stable herself against a lamp post, and sure enough, her hand stuck.

Posted By Alicia Smith On 12.16.2010 @ 2:57 pm