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Toni closed her eyes and prayed to the forces of the universe that she would dream once again, of the world she liked to call Lemipria (leh-MIP-ree-uh). Unlike Toni, Mark had the ability to choose where he jumped to in his times of slumber, and he quite liked the calm, trivial experiences that composed Toni’s life. He would often find himself dreaming of things such as driving the car to work, or taking out the garbage, or sometimes, when he was in a rather mischevious mood, he would place Toni’s personal items such as her keys in odd or hard-to-reach spots. Toni of course, had no recollection of these moments and would find hers

On a hill in a meadow surrounded by lush forest stood a young man named Tim. Tim was rather extraordinary in that he was more ordinary than anyone could be. He had two eyes and 10 toes and everything in between was simply put, mundane. But Tim didn't feel normal. Deep down, he wished he was something special. Someone fantastic. Maybe a movie star, or a doctor. Tim had big dreams but he didn't have the confidence to fulfill those dreams because they were extraordinary and Tim was... well Tim. One day on his way to the grocery store- notice that I didn't bother to describe in detail how Tim left the hill or how long after being on the hill he

"The girls are going to Sam's Veggie Diner while the boys hit the bar. Uh, which group do you want to go with Adrienne?" Julia asked. She was the kindest one in the group. She always tried to make sure Adrienne felt comfortable. Sometimes she seemed more like a mother than a friend and it was easy to forget that she was 3 years younger than anyone else in the group. Adrienne looked down. "Um, well I'm wearing girls clothing today, so I guess I'll go with the girls." They wanted to go with the boys but they'd feel awkward looking like the only girl in a sea of men. And it would be even more awkward if Adrienne started acting masculine with

I used to go the top of the Churchill Building to read. It had a spectacular view and the air always seemed fresher. At the end of my reading session I would go to the edge and look down at all the ant-sized passerby. I'd sit there, legs dangling, knowing that with one strong breeze my life would sputter out like a small flame at the wick's tip of a candle. I'd thought about jumping off and how exhilarating that would feel. But I never did it. Until today.

Something's at my door I can hear it clawing its way in But I'm too afraid of it's low groan so I put earplugs in Something's crawling towards me I can see it in the corner of my eye But I'm to scared to see what it is so I stare straight ahead Something's creeping up behind me It's musk catches in my nose But I'm too afraid to inhale its scent so I slow my lungs It's standing right behind me now, I can feel its hot breath against my neck I have no choice but to face it now So I turn my head There's nothing there I'm confused I turn back to face the screen It stares straight into my eyes and smiles It's too late to flee.

She cried and cried and cried, laying in the corner of her friend's room. She didn't know what to do. Everything was horrible. They were messing with her head. She just didn't want to live anymore. She just wanted the pain to end. Why? Why were they torturing her? Why couldn't they just let her be happy. She hated the meds. They weren't working. They weren't working. Why? Why was she in so much pain? She wanted it to all go away. Just leave her alone. She just wanted to be alone. She wanted it to stop. The pain. She couldn't it take it anymore. Her eyes were overfilled pools, water gushing down her face and wetting her blue shirt. Her hands w

Trembling, Trembling, takes over me, Echoes, Echoes, of what used to be Ghosts, Ghosts, of the past Take, Take, my breath fast I'm sick of this pain and I'm sick of these lies I do love the rain but let us all die Appear, Appear, to be kind and couth, Whispering, Whispering, Tell me the truth Something, Something Is passing me by Honesty, Honesty, Help me stay high I'm sick of this pain and I'm sick of these lies I do love the rain but let us all die People, People Please make up your minds, Decisions, Decisions, Keep up with the times Sanity, Sanity, There is a clear cleft Inside, Inside, there is nothing le

A peculiar fad I have heard of fellows whose lives are boring Washing away their fatal pain A sad but frequent story No one knows quite how it works Faced towards the sky Dependant, it cannot survive Without this lullaby Something stewing inside this head Of one thing we are sure Nothing except sorrow's brought From this deceiving lure Sickly decomposing As if life is all that's left And when the soft bird sings It's last song welcomes death What exactly is this thing Of which we should fear? Look into your heart and tell me What you find my dear