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Free Writing: Accepting the fact, love isn't for me. Not that I don't want love, it's just I've tried, it's never has worked. I don't usually give up on things, but I can't deal with being hurt.
A sad poem about death and self destruction.
Shy teenager, Oliver, has a horrible life. He is bullied by his ex best friend, who he loves. Colin, Oliver's bully, must face the fact that he lost the only person he could actually relate to, to another person. Being betrayed, is tough on his so the only thing he does is bully his to try to...
By Emily Burke
Sophie is a fifteen year old teenager who lives in an idyllic small town with her parents and her little brother Toby. Her completely normal life is utterly destroyed when Toby is killed in a car accident right outside her door. Everyone is devastated - except Sophie, because she can still see...
I have something going in my life, which I wasn't dealing it. So I decided to write it down. This way I could get out of my system. This prose tells what I am going through.
By Clandestine Fire
People will always judge you and it may hurt,
but stay true to yourself and improve where needed.
My coming out story.
taken from my book, "If At All Possible"
This song is a metaphor about the heart
I wrote this to my dear friend 3 weeks before he passed. Cancer was discovered the day before he was to walk out of prison a free man. His world, the world of his wife to be, all shattered in one diagnosis in Jan. 2013...I wrote this Mar. 16,13; he passed Apr.11,'13. I am grateful beyond measure...
By Shannon Jj White
This is a speech that I gave on acceptance, or embracing the things you can't change. In my speech, I explain how we can accept ourselves, why we should accept ourselves, and the importance of accepting other people.
I hate myself...but then I met you.
He knows he's not normal, but that doesn't stop him from trying to be. As fate would have it, he can't escape the destiny that was written for him. As a half vampire, what are you to do?
By Medea Rene
A poem of the dark winter days and the depression that follows...
This just came into my mind while I was strolling around the Botanical Garden of Singapore during my trip there.. :)