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Night of the FellaDaniel opened the box and took out his new Fella Plushie. It was a new Halloween edition, dressed as a mummy; it was wrapped in 'bloodied' bandages and its embroidered eyes stared at him through a gap over its face. He placed it on a shelf over his bed, and sat down at the computer.Night of the Fella
Typing 'deviantART' into Google, he began to look through the results. Scrolling past the site itself, the Wikipedia article and the like, he found a news article. 'deviantART Forced to...' Forced to what? While he waited for the page to load, a soft thud behind him made him turn.
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The HuntersIt was a ruin, but the castle still dominated the area. It stood on a hill, two towers reaching above the rest. A girl walked up the steps set into the grass, her long coat blowing behind her in the wind. A full moon emerged from behind the clouds and dimly lit the castle as she left the grass and stood in front of the crumbling outer wall.The Hunters
The gap where the door used to be was dark; she couldn’t see anything beyond the wall. She sighed, looking up at the rough stone. There’s nothing there, she told herself. It’s just an old ruin. She sat on a step, still reluctant to go into the darkness, and looked down the hill,
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Two SidesI remember someone asking if I knew anything about war. I said no, at the time; but I do know about it. Not the kind they’re thinking of, with guns and armies in far away places. This is much closer, and there are just 3 people involved.Two Sides
It started small. Arguments over little things; one person coming home late, the other forgetting to pay a bill. They’d argue, like everyone does, and then they’d seem ok. I never really noticed it then. I just thought it was normal.
Then, one night, something broke.
‘Where have you been?’
‘Do you have to know everything? For God&#
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Shattered Promises ‘Get out! I told you not to come back here, you’re not wanted!’ ‘But Mum, this is your grandson we’re talking about!’ Amy stood on the doorstep of her mother’s house, staring at her defiantly, her baby boy in a pram beside her. She stepped back quickly as her mother came out of the house, glaring at her in rage. ‘The grandson you didn’t bother telling me I was going to get! And at seventeen, too; you’ve humiliated your whole family.’ Amy looked down at the pram next to her; how was the little person in there a humiliation? He hasn’t done anything to anyone, anShattered Promises
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Duty Or HonourSmoke and soot hung in low, thick clouds, blotting out the sun. Fire stained the undersides of the clouds blood red as a small group of people hurried down the narrow street, coughing and hurrying along their children. Every now and then one fell, and lay unmoving on the dirty pavement. The group didn’t even look back, they just kept going.Duty Or Honour
Faint explosions from bombs could be heard, far away. The group sped up, hoping they didn’t get any closer. That would mean the soldiers would be closer too. They didn’t dare look back; they just looked forward, running and running, hoping against hope that something, anything,
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Two SidesI remember someone asking if I knew anything about war. I said no, at the time; but I do know about it. Not the kind they’re thinking of, with guns and armies in far away places. This is much closer, and there are just 3 people involved.Two Sides
It started small. Arguments over little things; one person coming home late, the other forgetting to pay a bill. They’d argue, like everyone does, and then they’d seem ok. I never really noticed it then. I just thought it was normal.
Then, one night, something broke.
‘Where have you been?’
‘Do you have to know everything? For God&#
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DanaThe wind whistled through the graves, blowing into the faces of the group walking down the gap between the rows. The snow lying on the ground crunched under their feet as they looked for the recent grave of their friend.Dana
“We still don’t know how you died, but…” The young man closest to the grave stopped, lost for words, and a girl next to him hugged him.
They stood in silence for a moment, just staring at the fresh gold lettering on the white marble, and the snow laying on top of it, glittering in the evening sunlight. They were all wondering the same thing; what killed the once healthy and happy young
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Fresh BloodThe door opened with a slight creak as the girl opened it and looked around. “Hello?”Fresh Blood
The hospital appeared to be deserted. She walked further into the reception area and found no one behind the desk, as well as in the chairs in the waiting area. ‘Weird…’ she murmured to herself as she walked around the room, and then went back
to the desk and stared at it. It was dusty. There couldn't have been anyone there for a while…
But... she’d been told a friend of hers was here, and she was sure she hadn’t got the name wrong…She looked around again, trying to find a si
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