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I'm Sarah and have been writing fiction for years.  I got into Harry Potter fan fiction after I read Deathly Hallows and have been an avid reader/writer of it ever since.  I am a senior in college, majoring in psychology and minoring in English.  Next year I hope to go to graduate school for library science.  My other interests include animal rescue, knitting, art, and graphic design.

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Sarah's Musings by Gryffin_Duck

Rated: R12+ • 7 Reviews starstarstarstarhalf-star

I am new to poetry writing, but here is what I have come up with so far.  Hope you enjoy!

Never Give Up by Gryffin_Duck

Rated: R12+ • 1 Reviews starstarstarstarstar

"I think you should sit down."


The phrase sticks out in my mind as the one I heard just before my life changed forever.  But Cody wasn't going to give up and I certainly wasn't either.  From the moment I heard that phrase, I knew we would have to prove the doctors wrong.

The Color of Normal by Gryffin_Duck

Rated: R12+ • 2 Reviews starstarstarstarstar

Grace's parents seem to pay a lot more attention to her sister, Hope, than they do her.  While Grace understands that Hope is special and needs extra attention, she wishes her parents would focus on her, even for just one night, like when her paintings are in her school's art show.

Dear Iris by Gryffin_Duck

Rated: MA18+ • 1 Reviews starstarstarstarstar

You looked up to him.  He was your hero.  Then he left you.  And I hated him for that.  You never saw how bad it really was.  You were so young you only saw the good times.  You may never see this, Iris, but I just want you to know that I love you and I only want the best for you.

Companion piece to Bringing the Magic Back

Bringing the Magic Back by Gryffin_Duck

Rated: MA18+ • 2 Reviews starstarstarstarstar

My dad named me after his favorite flower, the iris. Everyone I know was named by their mother, except me. The day my mother left was the day all the magic left Dad's life. He loved her, despite her faults, something I was never capable of doing.

Alaska Avenue by Gryffin_Duck

Rated: R12+ • 1 Reviews

Alaska Avenue was where I grew up.  It was a run down street on the outskirts of town and most people tried not to look at it when they drove past, but it was home to me.  My mom didn't understand why I was so upset when the town decided to destroy everyone's homes and turn the street into a strip mall, but there were few things about my life that my mom actually understood.