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Random First Lines:My take on Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice » Read
Sammy was a girl born with one simple dream and passion-DANCE. But being shy and reserved she is not able to express it. But when she gets an opportunity of her lifetime to prove herself, will she be able to conquer her fears and beat them down or will she break down and loose hope?
I couldn't wait to write this poem because I JUST LOVED THE MOVIE DIVERGENT. Divergent obviously inspired me. Thank you and enjoy! C:
By Raphel Raphael
Ever seen the rest of your night through the bottom of a beer bottle?
By Kevin Mullins
A drug dealer meets his end...
This is a poem of a crime scene, and it is in 3 different POVs (the victim's, the criminal's and the witness's)
I wrote this a very long time ago, about 2 years now, so I dare say my english has improved :P I hope you like it anyway :) Any comments would be great :)
By J J Citywall
Lucas Simmons was late for school. His phone didn't work and he missed morning coffee with his girlfriend. Could it get any worse?
Apparently it could. Lucas quickly discovers that he somehow broke up with his girlfriend in the morning, confessed his love to another girl the night before and...
Fiction: Novelette: A witty and life-inspiring story.
A witty but insightful narration of â€˜normalâ€™ and â€˜orderlyâ€™ cultural realisms of contemporary world, from the perspective of a young duffer. This duffer believes; a normal person should know how this...
Fiction: Novella: Elemental Intimacy, life-inspiration and higher consciousness
Dumped by her billionaire fiancÃ©, a resplendently beautiful woman, the reigning royalty of Hollywoodâ€™s dream factory, lands herself in all sorts of woes â€“ hospitalization for slipping pill overdose,...
Are you with the right one?
Poetry | Updated Feb 23, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
A submission for evferree's 5-Line poetry contest.
By Ally Shark
Annabelle is what she calls a "street singer." She wanders around New York City, singing and playing guitar in hope of donations from generous people. All she wants is enough money to buy food and water. Sadly, the New Yorkers have stopped giving, and it's harder for her to make a living. When...
By Macaroni Mario
Have you ever loved someone and not know exactly why? What is this? Yeah, me too.
So slacky these days! Geez. Sorry guys. XD Hahah. Don't worry. I'm still writing on Sundays so remember to watch out for Sundays! I have no summary whatsoever. Whoops. Thank you and enjoy. C:
Poetry | Updated Feb 2, 2014 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 11
By Marcela Re Ribeiro
#Just Inspiration# A very sad poetry... I hope you enjoy it! Brazilian Kisses :-)