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The castle is falling apart, but that will be put to rights soon. As soon as the inheritance is officially hers she will fix it up as good as new again. Just like how she remembered it whenever she visited her grandfather. Everyone called him an old kook but he was always nice to her. She’ll make this castle his legacy. She won’t let him be forgotten.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 10.19.2011 @ 9:37 pm
The dull clank of the staff against the rusted metal grated on her nerves in a way she couldn’t explain. It wasn’t like it was an especially loud or screeching sound like nails on a chalkboard. Maybe it was the fact that she couldn’t stand the sight of the rust. She never liked the color of rust, being blood-like and all.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 10.17.2011 @ 11:16 pm
The spring had sprung its last. The boy yanked his mattress off his bed and threw it out the window. It was that incident where his parents thought their son needed an activity to get rid of excess energy. So they sent him to the Military Academy. It was one of the best schools in the country, and best of all it was free.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 10.12.2011 @ 9:45 pm
He crouched down and hid behind the crumbling wall. He could only make out a few words that the strange men were saying to each other, but he knew they were up to no good regardless. He grasped the pendant under his shirt without thinking about it. His good luck charm was going to be working overtime and it was only his first week as a detective.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 09.20.2011 @ 8:32 pm
The pouch contained all that he needed for the last leg of his journey. It’s been a long, hard road but he had finally made it back to his hometown. It sat practically on the edge of the world. He patted the old, weathered pouch and grinned to himself. The herbs and medicines he brought should help a lot of needy children.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 09.17.2011 @ 8:43 am
The hover vehicle sputtered to a stop and smashed into the ground with a jerking motion that made his stomach lurch. Well, this was the worse escape plan ever. He should have made sure he stole a car that worked. He jumped out of the motionless automobile and ran.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 09.11.2011 @ 7:12 pm
The clipped tone that she spoke with disguised how nervous she really was. She didn’t expect to take over a manager position when she applied for a job at the small firm, but she couldn’t turn down the pay when the opening came up. She hardly felt qualified, but when opportunity knocks…
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 09.09.2011 @ 1:32 pm
The offer was a disaster to begin with. He didn’t know what he was thinking except that he had to offer something that no one would suspect he’d give, even if it was something that someone else already put on the table. He knew the shock factor would be in his favor. But when he saw his senpai smile in a most chilling fashion, he had the sinking feeling he should have backed out when he had the chance.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 08.30.2011 @ 4:42 pm
The umbrella clattered to the ground, forgotten in the heat of the moment. He always thought his first kiss would be spur of the moment, since that’s just the kind of guy he is. He even dared say that everyone expected it, too. The only thing that was different from the scenario in his head was that he thought his first kiss would be with a girl.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 08.24.2011 @ 8:32 pm
The sinking feeling in her stomach matched the sinking of the ship on the television. She knew it was a bad idea to watch the Titanic after some idiot she didn’t know brought an Ouija board to the party. She told her friend it was a stupid idea to have an open party. Now there were freaky ghosts all over the place and nothing to serve them!
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 08.22.2011 @ 7:00 pm
The deer was on its side along the bank of the road. She knew the poor thing had to be dead. This time of year had a lot of dead deer that found themselves on the wrong side of a car. It didn’t matter how many deer crossing signs there were, the cars were going to come.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 08.18.2011 @ 8:22 pm
The punishment for his insolence, as she was insisting it be called, was to pay for her snacks for the next month. It didn’t seem so bad at first, but he never realized how much the small girl he’d known since they were grade schoolers really ate. He sighed as a moth flew out of his wallet. The poor piece of leather was starving now that his friend was full.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 08.14.2011 @ 5:50 pm
It was near the time for her brother to leave the house. That mean she would be left alone with her toddler nephew who had recently found out how to climb on top of the refrigerator. She sighed and drank a coke to calm her nerves. He’s a two-year-old, not a rapid dog. She could handle this easy, right?
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 08.13.2011 @ 6:08 pm
The elastic band broke as he pulled off his severe ponytail. The band wasn’t that old, and while it was cheap it still shouldn’t have broken so easily. The young man sighed and threw it away, then he began to fish in his junk drawer for another one. All the while a heavy feeling had settled in his stomach. He wondered if the band had been a bad omen.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 08.10.2011 @ 9:39 pm
The manager blew his top, almost literally. She watched as the toupee threatened to fly off with every jerk of the man’s head while he shouted like a bullhorn. She wondered if steam would start spilling from his ears soon, or if the ear hair was too long and clogging the exits up.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 08.04.2011 @ 9:35 pm
His blood was boiling and spilling out of his veins. He never knew something could fill his body with passion like this. He was suffocating and taking in too much air at the same time. He was heavy and light, dizzy and grounded. He held tighter to the man holding him down so insistently. So this is what a proper kiss is supposed to be like.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 08.03.2011 @ 10:19 am
The first step to world domination was to convince someone that you deserved to rule the world, then you worked your way out from there. At least, that was his theory. He hadn’t tested it yet but he knew already that he couldn’t convince his little sister. She was too close to the source, as they say. He had to find someone else to make his minion.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 07.30.2011 @ 2:39 pm
The amusement must have been plain on her face because her friend suddenly scowled at her with a glare that could kill rhinos. “Sorry!” she apologized quickly. “It wasn’t funny…just…um.”
“Oh, come off it,” her friend snapped. “You’ve always loved seeing me embarrassed.”
“That’s not true.”
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 07.29.2011 @ 6:18 am
There was a powerful wind and whistling zipped past her ear. Then her hair band broke. Her long blonde strands cascaded down like a waterfall of liquid gold. They hung about her thin, milky shoulders in a shimmering curtain. Her expression was stupefied, but he fell in love all the same.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 07.27.2011 @ 9:53 pm
The thunder roared and rolled across the sky like a steamroller on gravel. It grated and bumped with no concern for anything or anyone beneath it. She sighed and placed the curtain back on the window. Outside wasn’t the only place with thunder at that moment. She stared across the room where the men cheered at a football game across the country, and hoped they lost.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 07.26.2011 @ 5:31 pm
The lightning flashed in the distance, casting sparks in the velvet darkness that had engulfed the world only moments before. It amazed him how quickly darkness could fall on the unsuspecting. He gazed to the sleeping figure on the bed and hoped that the darkness wouldn’t befall her in the same manner.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 07.25.2011 @ 8:24 pm
The thought made her ill. She had to physically hold her stomach so as not to lose the dinner she had only so recently eaten. What the man was telling her couldn’t be true. It was disgusting, impossible! But the way he was laughing as he pointed at the meat on her plate and at the picture of her missing brother she couldn’t help but believe him. She threw up.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 07.24.2011 @ 1:03 pm
The ticket to success was a long, hard road to travel, was what he thought. Then he paused and thought about it again because the analogy didn’t fit together the way he had intended. It was really more like it was a long, hard road just to get the damn ticket, then you had to hope it was real. Even if it was you were probably going to travel coach instead of first class.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 07.22.2011 @ 5:56 pm
His strokes with the brush were quick and violent. An ocean of black and blues soon formed under the red hot sun of a distant planet he’s never seen. The memories, if they could be called that, came to him in dreams that didn’t belong to him. Usually the memories went away but these, the ones of this foreign planet, refused to be forgotten.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 07.20.2011 @ 1:26 pm
He desperately covers his ears while the class president screams at him. Whatever she thinks he did, she’s very passionate about him not doing it again. He never knew someone could be so loud without a megaphone.
“Are you listening to me?!”
“Yeah, I’m listening,” he groans, resigned to his fate. He sighs and covers his ears for another round. At least it also blocks out the giggles from the other girls.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 07.19.2011 @ 1:22 pm
He had heard of the term trophy wife before, but never had he ever thought his own sister would take such a position in life. She could do better, a billion times better! She was smart and beautiful, but he knew what her biggest flaw was. The baby girl of the family had been pampered and never had to work a day in her life. It was only natural that she married into money.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 07.18.2011 @ 12:18 pm
The sticks she carried toppled from her arms and fell in a disordered pile. She stared at the woman who stood across the street from her in disbelief. That person shouldn’t exist. “Mom?” Because that person died the day she was born.
“I’m sorry for returning like this.”
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 07.17.2011 @ 6:11 pm
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The cigarette smoke floated on the breeze and curled around the branches above the stranger’s head. He had never seen the dark male before, but the moments their gazes met he knew he was caught in a trap he could never escape. A smooth smirk overtook that handsome face, and he felt his heart lost in that very moment.
» Posted By Dawn Eastpoint On 07.16.2011 @ 3:47 pm