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A poem I wrote about being away from home and memories of growing up.
By Marie Claire
A SHORT STORY OF MEMORIES OF MY CHILDHOOD YEAR'S WHICH WERE
FILLED WITH MUCH JOY AND LAUGHTER.
A GIRL REMEMBERS HER CHILDHOOD AND BULIMIA AND HER LESBIAN LOVE
Poetry | Updated Dec 8, 2012 | Reads: 49 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A nonfiction essay about my journey to motherhood.
Essay | Updated Dec 7, 2012 | Reads: 971 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By J Christopher Bartley
That childlike imagination that is still with me at times.. not wanting to color in the lines.
Poetry | Updated Dec 2, 2012 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 2
This brief asked for a story built around a single memory, within which we were supposed to focus on the generation of ideas and images outside of the narrative.
The innocence of childhood is eventually tainted by reality, but what disappears as well is the imagination you possess. This poem hopefully reflects the life of someone who loses these things with age.
By Cheechee Key
The story of my childhood road trips with my sistersand mother through the rural southern states.
By Snowy Owl
Every house has its own yard. a difficult childhood at times makes everyone feel much more stronger and confidence at the later part of lie. It becomes a master guide to pave a safety path for you to tread on. The child character in this story reveals more about the in-depth of suffering of...
A short poem about the loss of our childhood...
By Miss Murray
A prose about a mans childhood in a forest called Secret Solitude.
By Ava Rosien
A glimpse into a slower paced world;during the decade following World War II in the south.
Short Story | Updated Nov 15, 2012 | Reads: 200 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 7
By Kristen Millwater
This is a poem that I wrote about my all time favorite memory of when I was a little girl. This is written about my Grandfather/Pop Pop. He is one of my favorite people in the world.
By Liva Nagle
Distance influences, friendship crashes. Interest is lost, values are different.
By James Grendel
When you are young, the world is full of equal parts mystery and promise. The delights of innocence blur with the threat of a world open to the myriad forms of evil, shaped by a mind unencumbered by such petty a restriction as reality.
Meet the boy who knows what waits in the darkness. It is...