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My opinion on what the meaning of life is.
Just a little romance for the new year. Enjoy.
Short Story | Updated Dec 31, 2013 | Reads: 56 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
In a world where exercising is highly stigmatized, a girl named Anna discovers her love of running. Will she ever find people who understand?
Kayden is a popular high school fashionista and 'gossip boy'.Ryder is a famous football star that has all the girls falling head over heels for him but when he and Kayden meeet he finds out he wants more than friendship,he wants love.
By Albert Cooper
â€œI look to a day when people will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character.â€ Martin Luther King, Jr.
Poetry | Updated Dec 5, 2013 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Sometimes we pass through life without a glance. Those around us fade to memories quicker then a blink of an eye. What happens, though, when they are gone? What happens to the mothers, the lovers, the teachers, the best friends? Even a stranger can be touched in one trivial moment to change a...
A young man named, Taru is drowning in sorrow after many misfortunes, the latest the death of his daughter. He is driven into madness with the memories of his daughter and him.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the...
Modern city life
taken from my book, "Taking Our Sweet Little Time"
Coming into "your own",overcoming obstacles and embracing the rocky path to transition inorder to achieve self growth, self acceptance and closure.
By Vampire Slayer
learning to let go of someone you truely and deeply care for
This is the story of my journey through my nine knee surgeries. It talks about acceptance, the process, and how to survive with a career ending injury.
The idea of this term is one that intrigues me. I grew up in a family that practiced contempt on regular basis and I have grown more accepting and understanding as I got older.
The word is powerful and dangerous. I tried to capture a small part of it.
Everywhere everything everyone. Statistics, why fight them?
Poetry | Updated Sep 25, 2013 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1