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I was suffering through the worst Writer's Block I had ever suffered. I just could not put words into a piece of paper with creative flow. How would I break the Writer's Block?

"Her soul for that of a priest's?" The demon exclaimed "sounds like a worthy trade to me!"

Shelly left for work every morning at 6:00 am. She always put on her shoes, before grabbing her keys, and driving to work. This morning was different however,

M. Night Shyamalan sat in his office, writing ideas for new script "..but the monster is, in fact, his brother-in-law. And there's another twist(!): He can be defeated if he drinks

I tentatively removed a wooden block and the tower came crashing down. It released a puff of red smoke that negotiated its way up Sarah's nose. She

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I could not believe my eyes. Truly, they were hopeless. Always just popping out mid conversation. It made it really hard to

there once was a boy he lived in a big shoe

he was a carpenter.

>At 0249 EST, NASA discovered a new anomaly near Titan, Saturn's moon. At first, it was thought to be a previously un discovered comet colliding with Titan. >We were wrong

So I turned the corner, and there was strange glow on the wall in the alley. Turning my head to the right, I saw a flash of blue light, and then I remember nothing. I woke up with

My mom was the only one who liked and commented on my photo. "That's my beautiful boy!XOXO", her comment said.

In lucid dreams, representations of your fears weren't supposed to actually BE your fears, right? Fears could not be physical beings. They were just feelings... right?

I love to eat lemons in the spring time

I'm in a white room with no door. In the corner is a small girl, she seems to be crying. I start to run to her but a man gets in my way, "Who the heck are you?" He asks swinging

No doctor it is not the infection I am worried about, its the vertigo and sporadic bouts of levitation.

Is there life beyond the grave? It's a deep question. However no own knew it as well as Laura Smith, who'd been studying this thing for years.

"That's Mistress Banana Hammock, to you!" shrieked the old lady. I didn't have a clue what she was on about, I hadn't said a word to her, let alone called her a banana hammock.

Woops. Here we are with two blank lines staring at me and I have no ideas! Hmm. Let's do a story about a twopence. We can begin with that lady who sells birdseed for twopence a bag