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From the beginning, each moment of loveliness sheâ€™d experienced with Gene was answered with one that was fraught with tension. He was so different from her past lovers. Old behaviors didnâ€™t charm him, but her true feelings frightened her. Gene was a tough customer; he swung from...
By Will Mcconaughey
I wrote this poem after listening to the song "Difference Maker" by the band Needtobreathe. The words of this poem tell us that we need to help those that are hurting by being the hands and feet of Jesus Christ.
By Master Papers
In the mid-eighties, snow-thrower manufacturing firm Toro, launched a promotion where purchasers of snow blower could refund a part of their purchase in the event that the next winter was characterized by modest snowfalls. The amount of money that was refunded was related to the amounts of...
In an unknown town and at the dead of night, the towns people have to fight off zombies.
By Raine Carosin
All the mob justice/killings, rape of men, women and children; farm killings; wars; genocides; acts of revenge; personal violations; unnecessary loss of life made me angry enough to want to warn those responsible that they were starting to make me evil. Thank Heavens I am saved from having to...
This is an excerpt from a mysterious fiction novel I have started. It's actually the only part I've written so far, but tell me what you think!
By Eden L
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Miscellaneous | Updated Jun 19, 2014 | Reads: 74 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 16
This is actually just one of my own experiences written out. It's how I met my soon-to-be crush that I now wish I had never fallen for. This happened about two, almost three, years ago. It was in my third period Social Studies class. Yeah. That's really it. These weren't my actual thoughts,...
Well my sister and I, was talking about my son, who passed away 20 years ago. We spoke on coping. Thereafter I came up with this piece, no planning was involved. I guess you can say free writing in the mix. Short version....
A memory awakened from that one memorable night of sweet passion that ended with laughter. Thank you for reading and please feel free to comment and say your thoughts about this piece and how I may improve it. Thank you :)
A man performs an intimate study of his lover, catching each detail of her on film for eternity
a short script of two meeting at a club, exchanging looks leading to hopefully a hot making scene.
hope you like it, and tell me what you think
Script | Updated Feb 2, 2014 | Reads: 177 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Just a piece of poetry, I submitted for a competition last year. Living, breathing City, an artificial utopia.