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A journalist writes a brave exposé on a corrupt politician, only to suffer the consequences of their nasty retaliation.

The Execution

It is mid August, the air is thick as blood, and the sky is blemished with melancholy clouds.  Thorpe watches them trudge across the sky, like tired soldiers returning from battle.

"I suppose you mean to frighten me, then?"  She smiles up at the man, eyes wide with mock innocence.  He raises the gun to her throat.  

"You think this is a game?"  She's running out of time, and they both know it ve...

The Truth

12th of August -Tom

Greetings to you, and with all my respect, I need to write this for myself, but also for you. This might be different and it’s not part of my career as a journalist to say that. This is not my job and maybe I won’t be paid for this, but if it’s not me, who will be then? Today, I want to share you the big truth, what you all know, but this time, there’s no need to fake it. I h...

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Marquette's Regret

"To begin this exposition about the ruler's disposition, I must state my one ambition is to say my soul opinion and explain my one prevision to enlighten our revision on the prior king's decision to have this heir in recognition as king with his permission.

He is awful!

For his statements are fake, promises half-baked to the point you can't shake every one mistake, for there's only so much a nat...

Standing Alone By My Principles

“Mercy for the tyrant is injustice to the weak”.

Never backing down. Never backing down against injustice in the face of overwhelming fear is what our journalist Mr. Ahmed Jamal taught us today.

He showed us what backbone means. Needn’t he cared about his post, any dirty framing or about his own life. He’s sent all of us journalists a string of shame down our spines.

So today, I write this t...

True Dirt

Raised on grits and eggs, born in a trailer park, high school dropout, with her first baby by fifteen, BillieJo Loggett had gone from single mother waitress to successful business owner to congresswoman. With her hand to mouth upbringing and real world business experience BillieJo could have shaken the rich boys’ club of Congress until it trembled. But instead of the poor man’s friend, BillieJo wa...

Exposed Trouble Pt.2

Walking into the castle, guards and people lock their gazes on me. Their whispers pinch my ears, reminding me of my mistake. “That’s Violet, the journalist…” “I heard it was all a hoax…” “Dang, she’s gorgeous..” I roll my eyes at that last comment. I suddenly feel a tug on my wrist; Prince Holt steers me away into a large room, one I can guess to be a meeting room. A large table sits in the mi...

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Bloodshed

See you cursing my name See you crushing my fame I’m not a player in your game So I’m not going to play it safe

See your name smudged Your red face Furied Revenge

I was at a party R&B music blasting Head pounding Dancing all night long

You storm in With a lethal weapon Pointed at me And i lay on the ground, bloodshed...

The Real McCoy

“Are you sure you want to print this?” Jack’s boss asked after setting down the stack of papers he was reading. “Your name would be on it, Jack…”

“I’m sure, Phil,” Jack responded quickly. “He can’t keep getting away with this, and if no one says anything he will.”

Phil scratches his chin and leans back in his chair. “Jack, I respect your work and your morals. You consistently write the truth wi...

The Voters

After three days in the empty pool, with cold weather and lack of food and drink, Val turned his eyes to the thrum of an engine over the cement rim. A man dressed in a black long coat and smiley mask appeared next to the edge.

“Mr. Coover wants to talk with you.” The man threw down a rope ladder.

Val shuddered from the cold, but made it up the ladder. His limbs hurt and his lips were parched wor...

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Reveal

Today is the day. The day of explosion of rheir nasty corruptions. I’ve been searching and investigating on the politician’s secret negotiations with the firms. Whenever they were encountering the conflicts, they went to the firm. An assination company. From revealing their dark side, I could outline the victims whom are suffering and vexed monetarily, as if the rats inside the track. I click the ...