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"What a cute puppy!" cooed the lady as she ran her hand over the service dog's head.

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As my whole family left the restaurant, laughing and chatting, I ran to the car.

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She heard somewhere the fire was used to purify things.

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Excited kids and confused adults from all over the block gathered by a house where Santa, his clothes hiding misshapen presents, stood on the roof.

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My father finally told me I was of age to go on a midnight hunt.

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She knelt before a giant clear box on the table filled with bugs ranging in size from her pinkie to her hand, a phone in her gloved grasp.

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As I heard the blood chilling screams of a child in the alley, I brandished a knife and rushed to their aid.

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"You've reached the voicemail of Jian Birtchweasle; please leave your name and number and we'll get back to you!"

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I try to cry for help, but words wither on my undrawn tongue and pens slip from my defunct hands and I fail to squeeze through the deceptive cracks in the fourth unyielding wall.

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"I love you, and I know the perfect way to keep you."

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
"What a cute puppy!" cooed the lady as she ran her hand over the service dog's head.	9
As my whole family left the restaurant, laughing and chatting, I ran to the car.	9
She heard somewhere the fire was used to purify things.	8
Excited kids and confused adults from all over the block gathered by a house where Santa, his clothes hiding misshapen presents, stood on the roof.	7
My father finally told me I was of age to go on a midnight hunt.	5
She knelt before a giant clear box on the table filled with bugs ranging in size from her pinkie to her hand, a phone in her gloved grasp.	5
As I heard the blood chilling screams of a child in the alley, I brandished a knife and rushed to their aid.	4
"You've reached the voicemail of Jian Birtchweasle; please leave your name and number and we'll get back to you!"	3
I try to cry for help, but words wither on my undrawn tongue and pens slip from my defunct hands and I fail to squeeze through the deceptive cracks in the fourth unyielding wall.	2
"I love you, and I know the perfect way to keep you."	1