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By Martha Nesbitt
If only walls could talk what a tale the La_Laurie House on Bourbon Street In New Orleans, Louisiana would tell of strange bizarre rituals and macabre medical surgeries.
My Name is Gemma Kendall is a short story written in first person, present tense. It is a piece of literary fiction which focuses on dark themes such as bullying, depression, alcoholism and crime. The story is written as a stream of consciousness; the narratorâ€™s thoughts and opinions are...
A story about two intertwined events in a man's life, set seven years apart.
Short Story | Updated Oct 16, 2013 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
A "party" with an abducted girl deep in the woods somewhere.
By Eg Friday
Thoughts on growing up on the BX during the 80s.
By Kodey Jenkins
14 year old Kenna Baker and her best friend, Carson are the survivors of an arson and shooting at their school. While trying to cope with the loss of their friends and school, they also must track down the killer.
Novel | Updated Jan 18, 2013 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The day it snowed.
Poetry | Updated Nov 19, 2012 | Reads: 30 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 5
By Disturbations Of The Deep
A dark novel about people in a mental asylum. Telling the stories of their life in there and how they ended up in the asylum. Each chapter is a new person.
In the world of Scarlett Sullivan, she seldomly thought that being alone was a bad thing. She enjoyed the peace and serenity. She really didn't mind people didn't talk to her, even when the reason was because she was the headmaster's daughter. But when notorious Kaitlyn Hayes, the school's most...
New Novel: Easier To Lie character pictures + summary!
based on three words given to me
Poetry | Updated Sep 13, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
By Megan Lynne
â€œSomeone once told me that destiny isnâ€™t written in stone, that oneâ€™s actions can change even fate itself. I believed that for a very long time until destiny caught up with me. No matter what I tried my fate followed me where ever I went. For me fate was inescapable, my...
I listened to a woman on the news defending the actions of her teenage son who had just been convicted of setting fire to his school. She made every excuse under the sun and was convinced he wasn't bad. This poem came into my head - hope it brings a smile
Poetry | Updated Jun 11, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 15
I wrote this song long ago, I remember writing about half of it, and then when I saw an episode on criminal minds about arsonists I wrote the rest.