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When you think of a runaway woman in a dress you think of a bride, right? This is not the case.
When Lacey's best friend gets engaged, she immediately asks for Lacey to be her maid of honor. All the planning and love gets Lacey thinking about how much she wants to find love and how much she...
Zombeer is a poem I wrote inspired by my own experienced being once a person who was enslaved and held captive for many years hby beer. Please enjoy reading! Cheers!!!
By Georgina V Solly
The magic and reality of what water can do.
I just finished this poem at 1:20 a.m. I usually write my darkest poems at the dead of the night. Sometimes we lose our way and we start doing this we should not do. It is normal, especially for teenagers and young adults to fall for the wrong stuff. Yes, it feels like our lives are ruined; like...
New friendships, a budding romance, and a fiery secret.
Kaydan is a story about addiction, sexuality and mental illness. A young man who can not seperate truth from fiction. He tells his story from an institution as he tries to piece together the missing pieces, but can you piece together the pieces?
10 pages of Edited copy - more to come. Comment...
Chloe Campbell's life is thrown into a whirl-wind when her twin sister goes missing. Police, after only two weeks, have found no evidence of the abducted teen, and are starting to consider it a cold-case. But, Chloe refuses to give up on finding her other half, Tegan, and decides to take matters...
By Thomas W Peterson
I HAVE NEVER KILLED ANYONE BUT WROTE THIS FOR A REQUEST MADE TO ME.
Written for Ikky2000's song contest! This is based on the song Stay - By: Rihanna
A brief glimpse into one girl's evening at a fraternity party, contemplating her morals and the origin of her alcohol-filled Dixie cup
Short Story | Updated Dec 26, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ted Gerard
What would you do to save the world?
By Will Veazey
Light will always separate the dark as dawn always follows the night, just as the true king promised.
We fail to find love in just a series of sad attempts at lust.
By Alexa Peach
In the life of Cassandra, a young girl forced to take care of her drug addict mother.