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My innocent, crazy mind as a youth and its misconceptions.
One of the many problems of childhood. Fortunately, I had an understanding and loving mother who saw me through it.
Something that popped into my head while I was mulling over the question "What if I haven't grown up?". Read it like spoken word - put on a bit of music and let the words flow.
Miscellaneous | Updated Feb 2, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Neji Chan
Another attempt at poetry! After all, if Edgar Allan Poe can do it, then so can I! Wait, that's not a good comparison. That's like comparing cockroaches to bunny rabbits-Me being the cockroach in this simile.
Poetry | Updated Jan 31, 2009 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 7
you have to write poem/short story about a childhood teddy bear
Miscellaneous | Updated Jan 30, 2009 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 10
this is the original i posted up before sort of completed. i have an idea for a better ending but just thought i would pop this up as ive been dragging it out for ages!
any comments would be much appreciated!
even if you hate it. which i hope no one does.
By Brian Peza Perrins
Distant memories of days gone by.
I've felt a strong connection with Gaara. I understand him. I hope you like this piece.
Novel | Updated Jan 23, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 6
"I wish it was me who was brutally slaughtered. Maybe it was. With the deaths of my victims piling up by drastic numbers, it is hard to keep track. Was it eight now? Or maybe nineâ€¦ It didnâ€™t matter. What did matter was that I was drenched in blood, it dripping onto my floor. Just a...
Essay is about childhood experiences that shaped the person that I was becoming.
My poem is a metaphor about life and growing up from a child until an older individual. I decided to use flowers as a metaphor. I really hope you like it.
My dad used to let me down all the time. I was sick of his excuses so I wrote him this poem.
...Never had enough courage to show him though...
By Ryan M Akers
Who says there's no such thing as monsters?