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By Molly Mushroom
Amdis Peregrine was a woman who lived forever, but with this comes a responsibility, unbeknown to most Amdis is a time keeper, and maintains the healthy passing of time and order of events in our universe. What might seem like a wonderful blessing proves to be Amdis' curse as more time passes,...
By Haley Choi
A sister's brief letter to whoever is willing to listen.
An emotional story open to interpretation- read to find out more.
By Nosky Solomon
Suilianna Meyers is your ordinary nerd. But not to her,the school year keeps getting worse. Her aunt is willing to change that and grip the attention of Suilianna's worst enemy.
Short Story | Updated Jun 30, 2014 | Reads: 129 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
poem about not so avarage love
Poetry | Updated Jun 11, 2014 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By The Queen Of Style
This chapter basically describes the main character and is an intro. to her life: Lyla Foreman.
She was raised up by two Australian Parents, and she has traveled the world. She moves from Cambridge back to her hometown, Perth.
By Miss Carmella Xx
Worried someones going to go and then they do
In the Face of Love is about the wonders and truths we discovery in the face of those we love including our own. Its a magical finding of beauty on top of hope and courage. Inspired by a face of love I know.
By Tripti Saraogi
Struggling to keep the memory of dear dad alive.
They are beautiful creatures, made of fire, and resemble the sun. They have wings and can live up to five hundred, maybe even more, years old.
They are a mythical bird.
The bird of fire.
Poetry | Updated May 30, 2014 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 10
By Jim Pack
Cassandra Jones has a problem and Twitter is not helping.
Well these are my significant love stories, yes it is about me. All of it is true and very sad until the end. I've been writing this since December I just recently stoppe it around 4 days ago. The person I am talking to now is at the end. This story could always be changed anyway. When I first...
Short Story | Updated May 26, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
A poem about the beautiful game in it all its glory. My first ever poem written when i was 12. Published in my school yearbook.
One does not own beauty, One creates it.