17 year old with a pencil and a dream. Student of the art of writing, scholar of several languages (let's keep it English for now), and am what my friends love to call a 'Grammar Nazi.' Also an editor in training, novelist in the making, and a sports journalist in my dreams. However my story ends, I want the words I left behind to speak for themselves.
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Stories by Lauryn Merseal
All Of My Glove by Oshierocks
All Of My Glove
"Oh, please," Jonathan scoffed, rolling his eyes as he practiced the grips on the baseball in his h...
The Day She Left by Oshierocks
The Day She Left
Natalie never missed school. She wasn't the type of person to play hookie, and she never got sick. But today...
Friendships Last a Lifetime by Oshierocks
Friendships Last a Lifetime
He was new; if you saw the way his teammates treated him, you'd know that. A story about the friendship betwe...
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