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All Because of a Pencil by Cyclops-Girl, literature
Literature
All Because of a Pencil
I hate government. Honestly, it is the most boring class in the history of classes. And to make it worse, we had a test today. And of course I forgot to study—Just my luck. I think my teacher is a fury in disguise, trying to make my life as miserable as possible.
As if on cue she called, “Pull out a blank sheet of paper.”
And let the test begin.
That test was the worst forty-five minutes of my life. The entire thing was a mixture of clauses, articles, numbers and letters; I don’t remember any of it.
To ease my frustration I pulled out a piece of paper and started doodling. I must have spaced out, because the next
Dog Days are Over by Cyclops-Girl, literature
Literature
Dog Days are Over
Leah smiled and tucked a strand of curly, bright red hair behind her ear. She turned the page of the photo album she was looking at, and this time laughed out loud. It was her and Michael on their first boating experience and the expressions on their faces were priceless. Her deep blue eyes were the size of dinner plates, and her mouth was somewhere between a smile and a scream. Her fair, freckled skin had a greenish hue, and she was clinging to her seat. Michael’s expression looked far less terrified; Quite the opposite actually. He was grinning, with a look of absolute exhilaration on his face. His cocoa skin seemed to glow, and his d
Slam the Brakes by Cyclops-Girl, literature
Literature
Slam the Brakes
I'm lost and confused
Just can't seem to find my way
There're no signs to give me direction
No map to guide my way
So among these twists and turns
I decide to slam the brakes
There's no way out of this mess
So I kill the engine, and fade
I think I see a ray of light
Then it dissolves into darkness
Leaving me there, alone and afraid
I'm lost again, still trapped on this road
So among these twists and turns
I decide to slam the brakes
There's no way out of this mess
So I kill the engine, and fade
If I open the door to my heart
Will cold greet me instead of love?
Or will someone –anyone- care
Shielding my heart from the pain
Dark Side by Cyclops-Girl, literature
Literature
Dark Side
The king of the rouge smiled down at his dear friend Alan, better known to him as Alanna, as he taught her to fight. He had only figured her secret out just recently. He started to wonder what would happen if she figured out that he was the king of the rogue. 'If I tell her now, will she run away? Everybody had their dark side, right?' He thought to himself.
"George?" Alanna asked, noticing he looked destracted. "Is everything alright?"
George looked over at Alanna, snapping back to attention. "Yes. Everything is fine." He said, putting on a charming smile. "Let's run through that last drill one more time."
Alanna went to throw a punch at