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The gavel slammed into the walnut base with a crack like thunder, rattling around the silent room as it reverberated against the walls.

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I keep struggling my way down these long and winding halls, looking for my mother, my sister, or my father.

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After being sick all day, he tucked himself into bed and started to drift off to sleep until he felt his body jerk and the jarring sensation of falling.

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I knelt in the loamy soil which was soft and moist against my knees and stared at the fresh print of a shoe in the dirt.

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He ran onto the train as the whistle blared and the noise of the station began its uproar.

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I was walking with my friend after lunch when she turned to me suddenly and said in a panic, “Please don’t wake up, I don’t want to die...”

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They told me to stay away from the dark web, that it was dangerous and people there are unpredictable.

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I’ve had to begin barricading my bedroom door at night.

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I took a walk on winter’s trail and saw a man upon the hill. There he stood and looked at me with fear beyond the veil.

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I could feel them beneath my skin, crawling, squirming, feeding. I brushed my nails along the writhing knots, and whispered, “Grow my babies, it’s almost time.”

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
The gavel slammed into the walnut base with a crack like thunder, rattling around the silent room as it reverberated against the walls.	1719
I keep struggling my way down these long and winding halls, looking for my mother, my sister, or my father.	504
After being sick all day, he tucked himself into bed and started to drift off to sleep until he felt his body jerk and the jarring sensation of falling.	78
I knelt in the loamy soil which was soft and moist against my knees and stared at the fresh print of a shoe in the dirt.	77
He ran onto the train as the whistle blared and the noise of the station began its uproar.	64
I was walking with my friend after lunch when she turned to me suddenly and said in a panic, “Please don’t wake up, I don’t want to die...”	45
They told me to stay away from the dark web, that it was dangerous and people there are unpredictable.	39
I’ve had to begin barricading my bedroom door at night.	35
I took a walk on winter’s trail and saw a man upon the hill. There he stood and looked at me with fear beyond the veil.	17
I could feel them beneath my skin, crawling, squirming, feeding. I brushed my nails along the writhing knots, and whispered, “Grow my babies, it’s almost time.”	16