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By Jax Franklin
Echos of a lost love after they leave this world...
Poetry | Updated Apr 19, 2014 | Reads: 35 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 13
By James Edgar Cooper
When you think of good and bad, what is the first thing that you think of? Light vs. darkness? Good vs. evil? Heaven vs. Hell? God vs. Satan? Our life is filled with opportunities where we choose whether to be good or bad. At times, these lines may become blurred and we may be coerced by a voice...
By Girly Girl Star
Super Spy Victoria Steel has lost everything in a few short minutes. Her best friend died in front of her, and her boyfriend Drake was taken away by the Warriers of TNK. Santiago asked for something she couldnt give, and now she is out of options. Vick free's her old Friend from Jail, and asks...
By Felipe Lima
From Scrapbook 
Street Date: 03/13/2007
How about a story written in the POV of a laptop?
Short Story | Updated Apr 9, 2014 | Reads: 22 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Slender a man who's family and friends have all passed away or vanished, he is hunted by a powerful race of creatures and every night he puts his own safety at risk by patrolling the town fighting of the creatures of the night, then when things just get a little too dangerous, Slender's only...
Novel | Updated Apr 8, 2014 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3
spring is in the air
Poetry | Updated Apr 8, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Charlemagne McKinley graduated high school recently and was on his way home from school after collecting some documents for college enrollment. Along his way back he meets a seemingly lost hooded figure that introduces a bit of misadventure in what was supposed to be an ordinary walk home.
A Sonnet inspired by the Song Trilogy
the warmth from somebody near you in winter, the glowing quiet, all of this.
The one and only antidote...
Saito Flairbelt is, on the outside, an average playful and stupid student in school. He has a few friends, even though his only childhood friend was Lily Violet. And as high school starts, he makes new friends and even joins a club. The thing is, heâ€™s been hiding something from all...
Soft, clear water. Drips down my arm.
Poetry | Updated Mar 31, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1