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By Lady Cornella
A story of a girl, Olivia, who had so much hatred in her heart. She had no friends and she felt everyone in their town hated her. Until, Lizette, their new neighbor who became so fond of her. Lizette would try to reach out to Olivia, would she be able to succeed? Or would it be too late for...
Short Story | Updated Apr 14, 2010 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Just a word of thanks to all the wonderful writers and poets here in Booksie.
Poetry | Updated Mar 26, 2010 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 4
By Aylanna Horsemaster
The Matrix is a hotel here in Edmonton Alberta. We stayed there last summer, and the stay as well as staff was incredible.
By Fate Hates Me
Belle Princesse Magnifique was not exactly typical. She was always moving. Belle Princesse is French for beautiful princess. Magnifique is magnificent in french. Her family got caught with their line of work and Belle was sent off to America to live with her cousin. She was not very social until...
By Fate Hates Me
Miranda was your typical girl without many friends but four protective brothers and an stripper mother. Her brothers taught her to be one of the guys. She was strong emotionally and physically, will someone slip in and break her hold on reality.
(Authors's note: This is the revised, rewritten...
By Silver Wings
I wrote this about the emotions and feeling we have when we are living a happy life. It is full of pleasure, laughter and excitement...if only we could achieve this at all times!!
This article is designed to show that what newly born-again Christians may call their love for God in response to their salvation is actually appreciation for Him, not love for Him. Its design is clarify, not criticize.
Done for music appreciation class, eighth grade.
Essay | Updated Sep 21, 2009 | Reads: 823 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
A poem describing the beauty of a nigerian girl, but it was just a wish or should i say dreams.
Poetry | Updated Aug 24, 2009 | Reads: 29 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 4
This is a conversation concerning Babba Ram Dassâ€™s concept Be Here Now and how we should continually apply this concept to our many life changes as we grow older.
This poem was written to honor my uncle Benny,who has been like a father to me.
Poetry | Updated Aug 4, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
a sense of stability can be seen and reached.
Poetry | Updated Jul 26, 2009 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
A poem about life and appreciation.
Poetry | Updated Mar 3, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
By Ryan M Akers
An exploration of personal reasons to be grateful and smile!
Along with place puzzle pieces of my life I can not forget or deny the one who has made the biggest difference. My mom.
This piece is for her. She adopted me and gave me the best she could. We've butted heads in the early year and now have become closer than ever. In my time of searching for...