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Compassion and its Expectancy.
Short Story | Updated Mar 27, 2015 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
The world has just ended.
As her and her granddaughter fly away from it safely in a spaceship, an elderly woman contemplates the life she had spent on Earth, and considers what to do with the new one she has been granted.
ZÃ¡las Santiago, is an 18 year old Puerto Rican/Esalvadorian living in a not so diverse and impoverished neighborhood and stricken community.
He sees himself as just another face among the crowd of other minorities and does his best to stay under the radar from all the drug selling, and...
By Robert Kasch
I'm old so I'm allowed.
Miscellaneous | Updated Mar 6, 2015 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 4
The year is 1886. A man is searching for treasure inside an old abandoned mansion. But little does he know, there's a dark secret waiting for him within it's crumbling walls.
Sometimes your hopes and dreams can become nightmares.
By Xox Imagination Xox
So this was my actual dream last night. I emailed someone to help me interpret it. I don't really want to give it away, but in my dream I met someone who is there to protect me, give me some wise words of advice, and to somewhat send me on missions to help people. The person I met is always...
Girl finds out growing up is hard
Curiosity Killed The Cat
By Labyrinth Black
Yeah, ok, um, I've decided to put up bits of my diary written a few years ago. It tells my story when I was ten/eleven years old, and I wanted to share it with you.
Novel | Updated Feb 8, 2015 | Reads: 28 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Jaxon Sinjer
This is a poem written by me when I was going through a really hard time in my life. It is a cry to anyone that would listen asking them where I was headed and where I had gone, needless to say, like most teenagers, I just wanted to know my purpose.
By Sara Battaglia
A short poem inspired by the crow outside on the cherry tree that used to grow at my old house. Many things change and age as time goes on. Enjoy things as they are now.
Mirza Sharafat Hussain Zarafshan writes about his past. Recollecting memories of days old love. Probably This poem can be also called his first work in english.
Nichola had always been sceptical about anything supernatural, but what she finds in the attic of her parent's old house might well just change her mind.
By Ve Ri Tas
God particles are at work from the beginning of our universe and humanity some people call them Higgs particle we call them light of knowledge in the language of Rabi. Nature is the pipeline to understand beautiful miracles that unfolds every morning a fresh begging based of physics, chemistry...