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Hi. My name is Erica. I’m a sprite, and though I might be a little young I’m living on my own for the first time. I can’t wait to meet new people and to learn more about the world I call my home. . . .
Hi guys! My name is Amber A and this is my story . . . so far. I’m just a typical Aussie teen living my life in Perth, WA. It’s 2004 and I’ve started Senior School this year, and I just KNOW that it’s not all going to be smooth sailing . . . I have a dysfunctional family life, my friends are totally . . .
Morgan lives in a world where the dead walk around and the living run like hell . . . or hide. This is his journal as he starts from day one of the apocalypse. . . .
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What happens if the wrong person survives the Apocalypse? Not someone brave, heroic, or even trying to survive that hard? Just someone with a tenous grip on reality, trying to find enough creamed corn and peanut butter to make it through the day? Here’s your chance to find out. Presented herein are the journal entires of one Carson Ira . . .
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Faith’s world has ended. Broken, poisoned, and increasingly infested with the shambling dead, it isn’t much like the world she used to know. She made it through an apocalypse with a handful of strangers, but what does she do next? This is her story, told in real-time as she tries to keep a journal of her group’s journey, searching . . .
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LOVERGIRL is a novel about one girl’s struggle to find herself amidst New York City’s sex industry. It is based upon actual experiences. Published in Germany by Random House, the book is currently unavailable in the United States. I am publishing it online, one diary entry at a time. . . .
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“So we steeled ourselves. Wrapped up warm against the shock to come and left our shelter again. Every house on the main street we stopped at. Every one the same. Curtains open, doors closed, no sound, no life. We didn’t speak, the silence ruled and it wasn’t ours to break.” My name is Rosey Haze, and this is my . . .
Sep 28, 2009: As it says on the tin, this is a blogfic about the end of the world. Faith, a normal girl who works in a bookstore, has her life turned upside-down when an odd explosion of sorts burns the sky into a dull orange, creating acid rain, collapsing buildings, and more.
At first, firefighters are there, trying to help, trying to take people to the hospital, but things society is on the verge of collapse, and Faith ends up leading a group [more . . .]
Sep 20, 2016: I loved it.
It does the insanity and uncertainty of the world brilliantly, where you;re never wholly sure of what’s happening or not. It has an interesting narrator, who is unreliable, untrustworthy, and has a pet eyeball. He’s also strangely optimistic. Too optimistic almost. It really helps to sell the MC insanity, better than most other fiction. Who else has tried optimism as insanity?
Mechanically the descriptions are sparse, but this is [more . . .]