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Adaniek was running like he had never run before, his chest heaving and pounding in his ears, he stole a glance behind him to see if his pursuers were near. Stopping a moment to inhale huge gulps of air,

I have decided to use Steemit as an outlet for my writing skills, whether good or bad we will see. For foreseeable future I will be posting a story I have started writing specifically for Steemit, with

Do days of the week have a colour for you? Or just some days, for example not all days have a colour for me but wednesdays are orange

You see a boy running through the tall corn field, anxiously looking behind him, his breath coming in laboured gasps as he peers around. He wears short denim trousers of an indigo hue, and a red stripe

Ok so I dont know if this is me, but I have tested this on 2 different connections now. Whenever I want to follow someone or upvote I have to sometimes click twice or even go back and re click to ensure

He opened the old wooden door. Peering into the dark gloom beyond, he sees a shape on the floor outlined by the light emanating from behind him. Startled he jumps back his heart pounding in his ears causing