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At my funeral, it was not the greatest. The whole school arrived, and told stories about how they knew me, and it was "tragic" how I died so...
I started to cry more, until Fiona cut me off. "Why are you crying?" "Why? Because I just died!" Fiona took me by the shoulders. "Look. The whole...
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I was floating. Like, literally floating. Above my body on the stairs. I saw the students crying, I saw Ashton call for an ambulance, and I saw...
thanks! Night
Can you guys bump this tomorrow btw?
Don't worry, the story's in her point of view still. SUSPENSE!
The night of the dance, I wore a short black party dress, with a pink stripe across the middle. Ashton showed up in black dress pants and a dress...
Can you guys keep bumping this so I can post tomorrow? Thanks a bunch
Ashton kept driving me home after that. Even when my bike was fixed, he insisted he give me rides. Sarah threw me dirty looks in the hallway, but...
I'll put one last post tonight and try to post one in the morning
I looked up at him. He was actually sincere. I grabbed his hand and he pulled me up. He glanced at my bike, and the tire was popped. Trying to win...
After school, I ignored the usual stares and whispers. I didn't consider telling anyone about what had happened. I just got on my bike and rode...
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I walked out to the hallway. Everyone ignored me. They were all too busy talking to each other, gossiping about the newest scandals. A crowd of...
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I adjusted my feet, leaning against the bathroom stall. My lunch in my hand, I sighed. I couldn't go to the cafeteria to eat. Nobody liked me....
Great point. Well written
Pfft, I'm a 49 year old fatty.