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By Livi Bear
Asking Alexandria Book Trailer I made!
This is an essay on the debate of whether alcoholism (among other things) is genetic or not. My mother is an alcoholic and i am living proof of someone who is not because of their genes. so far haha, im only 18. But i have had plenty of chances and have turned them down.
Every six months, a young girl from the village of Llaith must go to 'nurse' the sick only child of the Lord's wife in Hardleigh manor many miles away, just as they have been doing for over thirty years. They never return. Cynthia 'Thea' is quiet and almost unnoticed, never the first person on...
By Willow Brook
believing in self!
Poetry | Updated Mar 15, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 0
By Mr Smiley
A man on a cliff is faced with a choice...
Short Story | Updated Mar 7, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Get back your control in life and make choices
Poetry | Updated Feb 28, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 9
By Enter The Dark
A man walks into a bar, this is not a joke, and gambles his life away
Short Story | Updated Feb 19, 2012 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Sometimes confusions arise, With none to give advice, Than how to be wise, To create with success ties? This question is nice, So a poem to the eyes.
The butterflies in your stomach from the possibilties ahead
This writing depicts my thoughts after meeting a stranger who somehow felt special to me. We talked, walked, and even danced together.
However, i had a girlfriend. Things had been bad for a while, and it was close to a break-up. I truly loved her, but she didn't feel right for me.
And so i...
Just something random that popped into my head. Thought I would write it down.
Short Story | Updated Dec 9, 2011 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 7
Minutes later, and finally the name of the car, all the way back home. So go to work the next morning, a dozen engine
, Bad, or silent, had no choice but have to JUMP (ignition), playing on fire on Ben TRACK
AUTO to buy a new battery.
By Shannan Browne
Where are we if we don't have love? nowhere
A poem about taking decisions without fully analysing them.:)
Poetry | Updated Nov 20, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0