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Joly who has really bad panic attacks, and is really afraid that nobody will ever put up with his problems. He’s sure nobody could ever love him. But one day, a man gets into the elevator with him, and of course, he thinks nothing of it. He’s friendly enough, but they don’t really speak… and then the elevator gets stuck. The man doesn’t seem to be bothered at all, but within a minute of determining that it was stuck, Joly starts to panic.
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A World Re-Born (A Les Miserables Fanfiction) by itsjustme (dbheath2690)
Fandoms: Les Miserables, Les Misérables (2012)
09 Apr 2014
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What would happen if one day, the barricade boys just appeared in our world? What if they just popped out of the TV, and came to life? Fictional characters from 1832 trying to survive in 2014 America? That doesn't sound like it'll go over too well, but it could mean quite an interesting adventure.
In this, Les Amis come to life. Will they adapt? Perhaps with enough help. Will they stay? Will they enjoy it? Maybe. Surely they serve a purpose. Keep reading to find out what it is!
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- Part 1 of A New Beginning
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Raise The Flag Of Freedom High by heartofcrimson (dbheath2690)
Fandoms: Les Miserables, Enjolras - Fandom, Dawn Bonney-Heath
17 Feb 2014
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This is a poem that focuses on what runs through Enjolras' mind moments before his execution. I tried to put myself in his place and think as him. It has a very deep, personal meaning for me.
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This is sort of a follow-up to "Dad". I was given a hard time in school after his passing, and I wrote this about one of the biggest offenders.
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My dad was dying... I watched him slowly fade. At first, I had been hopeful. This poem was written over a period of time that I watched him slowly pass on. Each section is a little closer to his passing, and goes further, to what it was like once he died. I finished it the day he died, or maybe the day after, and read it at his wake... Or, I was going to. Everything is now a blur, and I can't honestly remember, but I remember my intentions.
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