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• We're a bit different in Australia
  by Darren Stones

  Believe it or not, kangaroos and emus are exempt from paying the bridge toll as they dash across the Sydney Harbour Bridge.

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• Coles car park 3.00am
  by mick8585

  Tha acrid taste of blood filled his senses as he slowly regained consciousness. He spat three teeth in a congealed mass onto the bitumen….

  ever been in a brawl ?

• PARKING A CAR THAT DOESN'T EXIST
  by JaneAParis

  my cross is rusty, I wonder why / I’m forced to take neverending showers with people who don’t believe…

  About being treated as a person with no rights, and having to deal with people who lie about treating you this way, constantly play games, and don’t care about the consequences. About feeling that no matter what direction you head in, it is the wrong direction because they are going to ruin it for you. About feeling like you don’t exist or matter and that you are powerless and invisible. About having difficulties with relationships, because of the mindgames people play. About feeling that you would be better off someplace else other than your own homeland. About harrassment and hate, and the losses it creates in your life. About seeing your children suffer and watching your relationships die. About being forced to pay an endless debt, that you can’t pay.

• Unexpected Beauty
  by Celia Coulter

  It is dirty and dark in the factory where I work, rubbish accumulates in corners. No matter how often someone is assigned the task of cle…

  This written work was created to accompany the camera phone snapshot unexpected beauty for the Anecdotal Phone Pics group.

• Flames of Hell
  by DevaDaDiva

  The blade came closer and closer to her neck…It started cutting through her skin and blood started gushing out. She screamed in agony…..

  This is a creepy short horror story. I am planning on making a sequal called “DEATH TO THE UNDEAD” i just randomly thought this up one day when i was making suicide drawings with my friend. we have a death book. we make all the many ways that people could die, mostly suicidal, but some are homicide. i think them up, she draws them, cuz she’s a really good drawer. =] when i write, i don’t come up with one big plan, i just think of a beginning and write off of that. i just write as i think it up. okay thats all i can say, but ya. READ IT! / or…thank you for reading!! =] HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT.