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Judging by only the title, choose the one you would be most likely to pick off a shelf and read. Write a short story/poem/whatever about what you think it might be about! Options are: Exile - Glitter Girl - Love of a Mortal - Sons of Beowulf - The Silver Ring - Adventures of Bert Huggins - Legacy of Mercy - Some titles are already published, and some are mine. So do not take them for yourselves, thank you!
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Alone in Exile

Exile. Not in the form you might think. I’m not on a deserted island or locked away in a tower, but I have been exiled. Exiled by my friends and my enemies. The worst kind of exile. The kind where everyone has made a mutual agreement to hate you even though you did nothing! Or, at least, you wish you had done nothing. You see it wasn’t really my fault. I was just doing what I had to do. At my old school, nobody liked me. I was a nobody. I decided that at my new school, that wasn’t going to happen. I wanted to be somebody. I dressed nicely, talked nicely, and introduced myself to as many people as I could find, but it made no difference. I was still alone. No one talked to me. No one invited me over to their house. No one asked me to sit with them at their lunch table. I thought all hope was lost, that was until the most popular girl in the school wanted to talk to me. She had noticed that I wanted to be popular, so she made me an offer. She would help me make a ton of friends and become popular, and in return, I would tell her everything I found out from those friends. I would get details about their personal lives, including any gossip or information that could be used as a sort of blackmail, and report it back to her. It felt a little wrong, but I had wanted that for so long. I decided to take her up on her offer. So I went along with it for a little while, but once I became real friends with all of them, it felt more and more wrong to basically sell their information. Of course eventually my conscience got the worst of me, and I had to stop. In response to my quitting. The popular girl decided to make everyone know what I had been doing. As a result of all that coming to light, my friends hated me and my enemies hated me. so here we are. I’m alone once again. Just like I was before. Looks like that got me nowhere. It’s going to be hard, but I know what the right thing to do is. I have to apologize to all my friend. I know they will forgive me, because they‘re good friends. I just have to trust them. Well, here goes nothing.

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