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By Miasmic Asylum
Poetry | Updated Jan 13, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is the story of my own real life kidnapping that happened on August 10, 1982 and the emotional fallout I've lived through because of it.
Can that which keeps one captive set one free?
As a pastor's daughter, I have never lived in a home that was not owned by the church which I attend. This short story is the painful encounter between myself and the members of the family of a previous pastor. It is an occurrence of the mind...
A personal take on love and a relationship which was based upon love that I have witnessed.
What do you feel about how you live your life? Do you feel trapped? Or free? Are you happy? These seemingly unimportant things are the most important in our puny little fragile lives. How would you want to live? Thanks for reading and any sort of feedback is appreciated :D Thanks! :)
BreezyPals is an exciting, dynamic adventure about magical Breezies who live above the clouds in a mystical Breezy Land. The book tells the story of curious and mischievous Breezies who decide one day to go on an adventure. Eventually, they find themselves stuck to two wild snowflakes that lead...
A BOY AND GIRL IN 1950 LONDON
Poetry | Updated Dec 24, 2013 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Childhood, our playthings and fantasies. Once, we were dragons indeed. Enjoy!
By Alex Rose
This doesn't really have much point, it is very much like a diary entry. I write a lot but don't really know what to do with it, so I thought I'd start putting it together in a book and see what people think.
Miscellaneous | Updated Dec 13, 2013 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
I was a lonely child, but my imaginary friends got me through a lot of my life. Then I grew up.
Short Story | Updated Dec 8, 2013 | Reads: 64 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
No summary at all. OH and just to notify, I will be writing some poetry this week for some contests I have wanting to join. C: Thank you and enjoy. Hahah.
Poetry | Updated Dec 7, 2013 | Reads: 35 | Comments: 9 | Likes: 16
By Gareth Brown
Time waits for no one.
Poetry | Updated Dec 6, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
It's the summer of '89 and Max has fallen in with a local bike-riding gang from his neighborhood. There is turmoil in his family and Max is hopeful that it will all go away soon. Their gang comes up with all sorts of fun things to do that summer and it's all Max needs to forget the war zone at...
Poetry | Updated Nov 26, 2013 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A BOY AND GIRL IN 1950S LONDON