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Mia -Since grade 6, Mia Jefferson has always had a quiet but major crush on bad boy James Williams. Now that James has shown that he is aware of her, Mia thinks she's satisfied. But when all James does is kiss her and when they are not even in a relationship, Mia isn't so sure anymore.
Bullying in my opinion needs to stop this story explains the real dangers of bulling!
Article | Updated Feb 19, 2014 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
"If you're a player, then let's play a game." I start, "Lets date, act like a real couple, fight like we're old and married, hug and kiss each other, hold hands all the time, say good morning and good night every day, and give each other stupid nicknames. Whoever falls in love first, loses."
MORNING ROWS CAN BE SO DISCOMBOBULATING!
Poetry | Updated Sep 26, 2013 | Reads: 25 | Comments: 8 | Likes: 7
The Worldwide firestorm
Paige Hayes is a workaholic, the kind of workaholic that will miss family events and friends birthdays because she has to stay in the office. Paige Hayes is also very stubborn but won't admit that she is getting stressed out with the work load so when Cody Higgins is hired as an assistant for...
Novel | Updated Aug 6, 2013 | Reads: 422 | Comments: 10 | Likes: 44
Just a poem.
Poetry | Updated Jun 11, 2013 | Reads: 1237 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3
Hate is taught. It's a well known fact.
The story is about the numerous experiences of a young boy....
Brooke is your typical 16 year old London girl. But when Brooke finds out she has to move to Miami, Florida because of her Dad's job, she is not happy, especially when she has to start school there too.
Meet Nick who's 16, the bad boy of the school, the jock, the popular and every girl in...
After an argument you either fight or flight. She fled
Poetry | Updated Sep 28, 2012 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A small message some can relate with. To my mummy
Poetry | Updated Sep 20, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
This is like an article i guess
So I started writing what I guess you can call a diary. Basically, whenever I was overwhelmed with thoughts, I would write it all down on a sheet of paper. I put them all in a tissue box to save them, and now here we are. So here's about a school years worth of deep thinking on my part.