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"Embrace enlightenment and enforce change, or cower and be a part of the problem."I lived those words. I fucking breathed those words. Hypocrisy was not in my vocabulary, and awakening others to the truth was my life's ambition.Ash thought that I would chicken out. She believed that my principles would be shadowed by fear of punishment, by family loyalty. What she didn't understand was, BioGene Pharmaceuticals wasn't just a company with a lack of a moral compass, it ruined lives. Its corporation enslaved people with its promise of monetary gains. I wasn't going to retreat. Gandhi said, "Be the change that you wish to see in the world."Well hell, I was about to cram that change right down their throats.***Warning:The author of BioGene Pharmaceuticals is not responsible for any adverse effects that may occur after reading. Such effects can include:*Outrage for the mistreatment depicted.*Nausea due to the gorier sections.*Jitters as a result of continued suspense.*And a desire for more chapters.Recommended usage and dosage: Enjoy and repeat once you reach this narrative's conclusion. ...............................................................................This story contains mild cursing and ample amounts of violence. All photos used are not mine and were found through google.***Dire consequences can occur with the theft of any portion of this creation, due to copyright, so use your own imagination to craft your novel.***...............................................................................…

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In a chaotic world, where extremists persecute based on race, greed, and anyone seen as different, being a bi-racial teen who can predict a person's death by a simple touch can only lead to disaster.----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- * Cover art made by Paintfairy * Warning, this story contains: mild cursing, and ample amounts of violence. *All photos used are not mine and were found through google. *The words used within my story, however, are mine via copyright, so use your own imagination to create your story.…

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I'm not the most amazing artist, but while in my drawing class my teacher said that you can improve by drawing at least one picture a day. I am challenging myself to draw one picture a day this summer. Hopefully, I see some progress.…

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This is just graphic entries that I'm trying. I have no idea what I'm doing.…

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Parched?You look like you could use a drink. Go on, don't worry, it isn't from the tap. I know society's preference for filtered or bottled water.Taste good, doesn't it? Refreshing. I bet you didn't even detect the contaminants as it slithered down your throat. I know I didn't. Nor, did half the world's population.Oh, vomiting won't help. The pharmaceutical ingredient in that glass has already seeped into your bloodstream. It's already reduced your prospects down to three possibilities: sweet death, transformation into yet another undead, mindless devourer... or, my personal fate, a cross between human and cannibal. Not that you have a choice, really. Your body will take care of that. If the universe chooses the afterlife for you, say hello to the devil for me. If converting into a lifeless devourer is your destiny, the hunger will most likely erase this conversation from your ravaged mind. However, if you're lucky enough to become a flesh savant... then welcome to the feast.Bon Appetit!Oh, and please excuse the screams. Our meals around here can be quite... rambunctious.........................................................................................** Trailer created by @-peachyskies.........................................................................................** First place and Best Cover winner in the horror category of The Sanguine Awards **** Second place in the horror category of the_chillin_awards **......................................................................................... * Warning, this story contains: cursing, gore, and ample amounts of violence. *All photos used are not mine and were found through google. *The words used within my story, however, are mine via copyright, so use your own imagination to create your story.…

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My name is Anna Marie Cortez. I'm sixteen years old.A year ago I was no different than you are.And now...And now I reside in Glover Dale Mental Institution a.k.a the freaking nut house. Let me guess, your wondering why?Well apparently I tried to drown my baby sister in our family's bath tub ...Or so they say. My memory of that night is still a little fuzzy...…

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I need a graphic outlet to practice using illustrator and Photoshop. I shall try my best with my covers and see what happens.…

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I never really thought of myself as depressed. Hell, my family certainly didn't talk about mental health. But even as a child, I've just always felt different, like there was a separation between me and the world. Imagine being an observer of your own life, watching yourself never quite fit in. And over the years, it just got worse. I felt things too deeply, over-analyzed every thought, tried to be everything everyone else wanted.And then, I cracked. I broke, shattering into a million pieces. And no matter how hard I try, I can't seem to put myself back together again. Whether my relief is through therapy or art, I can't seem to escape those thoughts. Thoughts so dark that I paint sadness just to release them. Seeing the world through blue has become my reality. And I pray that once everything is unburdened, a happier me will be set free.…

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When life becomes too much I find my escape in art. My stress disappears with a stroke of a paint brush, with the flick of a pencil. These are images trapped inside finally spilled on canvas. These are my thoughts expressed in paint.…

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I love art but I have no training, so this is just me having fun.…

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These are simply a series of short stories created for my book club challenges. Enjoy!…