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Love from mother.
Poetry | Updated Dec 28, 2014 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Through the eyes of a child.
Poetry | Updated Dec 27, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Raven is finally a Senior and she has been thinking of someone from her childhood pastâ€”her first love. Will she ever meet him again?
Short Story | Updated Dec 26, 2014 | Reads: 72 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I was thinking about the Civil War and how the Emancipation Proclamation rhymed when I wrote this poem.
A poem about missing a childhood home
Miscellaneous | Updated Dec 9, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Mikey Boling Jr
Rough draft of my life story
Taku Mamoru has a crush with his childhood friend but the thing is the childhood friend has a cold hearty and does not show any emotion and more complication will follow.
By Anna Grettle
The thoughts of a young girl at her best friend's funeral.
Letting go of all that is inside and holding you down
from being who you are. Washing your hands and saying good by to bad memories.
Cotton Candy is a short story about a man sharing his childhood memory about a girl he cannot forget.
Short Story | Updated Nov 12, 2014 | Reads: 71 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Childhood friends spend a romantic night together before their inevitable separation.
Short Story | Updated Nov 2, 2014 | Reads: 22 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Bullet Biter
Inspired from the real story of a 7 years girl victim of sexual abuses and murdered by an unknown man whose identity is still a mistery. Her body was thrown from the 7th floor of the building in which she lived.
(I am not a native speaker, I hope you will forgive possible mistakes in the...
Short Story | Updated Nov 2, 2014 | Reads: 168 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
his is a free verse poem that I came up with for a school literary festival.
Before we grew up, everything was easier, and nobody thought twice about being friends, those were the good times