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By Xexilia Zajac
I write a lot of odd, jokey essays and things of the like that I tend to read as my stand up routine, or intend to eventually. People tell me this is stuff you can't say.
It turns out you CAN say it.
. . .It just also turns out you're not supposed to.
there are reasons behind the act of philantropism.
Poetry | Updated May 8, 2014 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Charity is the greatest gift from God, to be shared for the needy, the homeless, to all those who reach out to you for a helping hand. Please don't pass them by. Give them hope.
By Olivia Robinson
â€œYou ruin everything! Iâ€™ve spent my whole in your shadow, I wish you were never born!â€ mum gasped, â€œRachel thatâ€™s a terrible thing to say, â€œGet back here and apologise.â€ Rachel stormed upstairs without a word and didnâ€™t return.
This was the...
By Rache Blue
Perception of the past then and now. Sometimes we remember moments in our lives that translate differently as we gain wisdom. The enlightenment brings forth an awakening which was always there within our grasp.
By Lionel Wyatt
The recollection of an incident which occurred on a metro platform; detailing the circumstances of a particularly painful failure on the author's part, and the fallout which followed.
By Dean Amory
A practical checklist to guide you through the various stages of planning and organizing local events, built on more than 25 years of experience in organizing charity benefits and fund raising events.
A crime solving legend remembered.
"Fate has plans for all of us," He stated. "And every person who enters our lives is meant to be there, for one reason or another. I never could have imagined just how much fate had planned for you and I."
By Frenzee Da Rebel
How could I forget the Children of Adam
Ethan tries to move on with his life by volunteering at a local battered womenâ€™s shelter, Ryan screws up a KDGM assignment and Kimberlyâ€™s business is threatened by competition
By Jack Walker
One last good deed.
By Ko Yume
Because not everyone is a saint, not everyone is a sinner.
Eve awoke to a room full of sunlight. A fresh morning breeze lifted the muslin curtain then dropped it playfully as it rippled through the material. She had slept well and yet she felt as if she could lie there all day. The past few days had been emotionally draining and trying to replace the...
A homeless man explains his philosophy of life in a chance encounter with a do-gooder.