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By Othella Calhoun
This is a snippet of a short story I have written. If the reviews are good I'll post the rest! Maybe even make it a full on book.
This is about a young girl, Maggie, with an obviously troubled past. She moves to a new town with her parents. She discovers something terribly terribly wrong with...
Just a quick little poem about zombies I wrote on break at work. =)
Gob's action packed adventure story.
It was a beautiful day when I wrote this.
There was always something bewildering about people, elements; and the way dark thoughts may suddenly rummage through innocent minds. This book is made to comprehend the situation of decent people in Dubai, whom motivations where straight and reasonable; until each ought to suffer from a...
Book | Updated Sep 20, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Truths of lifeâ€¦
The most beautiful day: Today
The easiest thing: Equivocate
The biggest obstacle: Fear
The gravest error: give up, to despair
The root of all evils: Egoism
The most beautiful occupation: Work
The worst route to follow: Faintheartedness
The best teachers: Children
By Scary Innocents
Marileigha discovers her family has a secret and now she must keep it herself. She's only seven and she's a ... Shape Shifter. They are all part of an army that protects the "Normals" from being torn apart by demons and other evil things that bump in the night.
A short Ocarina Of Time "fan fiction" of Link's journey beneath the well of Kakariko Village.
Alice, is betrayed by her best friend Jake. She is so heart broken she tries to commit suicide, but something un-expected happens that she would have never guest in her wildest dreams.
How beautiful everyone is on the inside and how we dont let them shine through
Poetry | Updated Feb 15, 2012 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 5
This a a pantoum poem that means a lot to me, I wrote it a while ago and I feel like it will mean as much to others as it does to me
Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he walked over to the televisions he had placed on his desk, all of which were hooked up to the CCTv cameras he had positioned in each of the rooms of his house. He surveyed the rooms on the screens and deciding that they were all empty, he unbolted his door.
By Joseph Kittell
a poem about a flower and life
A poem for Angellynn's Rhyme Thyme Contest.
A poem of love lie truth and soul.
Enjoy xx ~Natx~
Eleanor Holstarlor is an opera singer/primary school teacher recently out of college. Her life is fairly normal; chatty friends, loving boyfriendand the typically annoying family. The only glitch being her boyfriend, Terry, is a member of one of the most notorious criminal gangs in the world....