Have you ever thought about what fiction is? Probably, such a question may seem surprising: and so everything is clear. Every person throughout his life has to repeatedly create the works he needs for specific purposes - statements, autobiographies, dictations - using not gypsum or clay, not musical notes, not paints, but just a word. At the same time, almost every person will be very surprised if he is told that he thereby created a work of fiction, which is very different from visual art, music and sculpture making. However, everyone understands that a student's essay or dictation is fundamentally different from novels, short stories, news that are created by professional writers. In the works of professionals there is the most important difference - excogitation. But, oddly enough, in a school literature course, you don’t realize the full power of fiction. So using our website in your free time discover fiction for yourself. Wished by Kitty (e book reader free .TXT) 📖
- Author: Kitty
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Emma woke up in the cold chamber on her memory foam bed, that was stained with blood. The old blood was from the lady that was shot at the door, and died on the bed. The bed was also yellowed with sweat, for the kids from the doctors. Emma's tears made the bed looked older. Some of the foam from the bed poked out. That was Emma's bed, her room, there wasn't a window, and the mirror was broken, the yellow (from smoke) wall paper was falling off. the floor boards were stained with colored water. Emma walked up to the mirror and she had black hair that was full of tangles, and her dress was stained and patched were glued on,. The dress was cut on her back. Emma's green eyes filled with tears as she looked at her pale skin, with many cuts and burns, with dried up blood. She never will know what it will fill like to be kissed or loved, hugged or ate some good food. She looked at her breakfast and then looked at her self, just about to be skinny enough were you can see her ribs. She took a hold of the stale bread, and old water. Taking little bits of the bread, and sips of the water. She found her hair brush that was broken in half with very few bristles. She walked out of the chamber and felt the warm air hit her face, and the light was bright. The marble floors where shinny, and she smelled the breakfast that her mother was having. Eggs, bacon, and some truffles. Emma walked down the steps with her bare feet, and saw her four other brother and sister, dressed in silk, and their hair was done by the world's best hair dresser. They wore gems around their necks and arms, in their dresses and suits.
Text: This is my, book, ask if you want to copy!
Images: to all of who made them.
Editing: n/a
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Publication Date: 11-02-2012
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Dedication:
To all my friends and everyone else!
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