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Pandy99

United States

Young writer, artist, actress and theater enthusiast. I love to write, and read other people's writing :) I'm pandy99 on almost every website, so look me up! Homework, chocolate, and friends. Measure your life in love!

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Pandy99 (United States) reviewed:

Bad Kid

PROMPT: Child Narrator

Great story!! I love this!

about 1 year ago

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Pandy99 (United States) published:

Skating Rink

PROMPT: Place Poem

The smell of plastic, old printed photos of me and my friends at Nationals three years ago, a bucket of ABC gum, bright lights and loud noises from tacky arcade games.

Skittles spilled on the ground, Kids shaking the machine, windows to the snack bar painted with tacky seasonal decorations.

Stark pink and blue, the smell of antibacterial soap covering something else, slippery floors, metallic doors with locks that won't quite lock.

Handrails chipping to show the layers and layers...

about 1 year ago

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Pandy99 (United States) started following Deleted User

over 1 year ago

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Pandy99 (United States) reviewed:

why i write

PROMPT: Why I Write

I live that you didn't capitalize anything.

over 1 year ago

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over 1 year ago

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over 1 year ago

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Pandy99 (United States) published:

The Games

PROMPT: Why I Write

We were from books.
Or movies. 
Or we were just orphans. 
And always, always, someone was after us. And we'd hide in the bushes near their house or mine, and we'd hunch down when we ran across the driveway.
Sometimes, on good days, we'd hide in the car.
But we had to leave the doors open.
We created. 
We imagined.
We were gods, and children.
We carved messages in the trees. 
I miss that. I miss them. 
I write to...

over 1 year ago

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over 1 year ago

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Pandy99 (United States) published:

The Games

PROMPT: Why I Write

We were from books.
Or movies. 
Or we were just orphans. 
And always, always, someone was after us. And we'd hide in the bushes near their house or mine, and we'd hunch down when we ran across the driveway.
Sometimes, on good days, we'd hide in the car.
But we had to leave the doors open.
We created. 
We imagined.
We were gods, and children.
We carved messages in the trees. 
I miss that. I miss them. 
I write to...

over 1 year ago

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over 1 year ago