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Allergies never bothered me here
Enter Janet Adams- cool, smart, friendly, loving, affectionate and everything a guy would want... and she hates bikes!
Enter Reyaansh Archer A.K.A. Rey- trouble in living form, cocky, complete badass, loves to flirt, mischievous, annoying...but at the same time smart. Did I mention he loves...
A poem I wrote for class/for my boyfriend to tell him my true feelings for motorcycle riding hehe..
Poetry | Updated Sep 24, 2013 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Nelson Jack
This is a sweet experince I had with a lady when I am travelling. Infact its a memorable moment in my life.
Short Story | Updated Sep 17, 2013 | Reads: 87 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
By Kathryn David
Shedding a light on justice. An autobiographical short story.
To St Petersburg With Love is the story of my attempt to cycle 3,000 miles in 40 days through 11 European countries in the summer of 2012. The aim was that of a cycling purist: to cycle on all land between Southend and St Petersburg, and back. The trouble was with just weeks to go, I learned of...
This is My true Autobiographical story of how I learned to ride a bike and become independent. I know this might not be what you usually like to read, but it's for the Challenge Makers contest, so I'd appreciate it if you at least commented to say you liked it! (or not)
A BOY AND GIRL AND A BIKE RIDE AND BEAUTY
Poetry | Updated Apr 7, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Angel Plant
Standing looking at the window I see a shadow. Tall, dark, and handsome.
A BOY AND THE GIRL FROM THE FARM AND HER BROTHERS.
Poetry | Updated Mar 6, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
"Three things make up my nightmares. Three things haunt me, taunt me, and leave me breathless.
One: Teratoid shadows looming over a wooden floor like fingers stretching out trying to reach the other side. The full moon outside casts a blue light into the room through cracked windows, pushing...
By It Was Then That It Happened
A letter from a small boy to father Christmas wanting to make his family better.
Slice of life, from the perspective of an older man.
I wrote this for a creative writing assessment this morning. Any good ?
A confident bicyclist goes mountain biking with his younger brother.
Short Story | Updated Aug 9, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Aidan Meacham
Pull it together, Nolan. They won't break through. You locked those doors up tight. Look for food, and hurry- it's getting dark out there. Your brother is hungry and scared, and home is a long bike ride away.