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By Michael Anaokar
Part of how I view my self
Gob's action packed adventure story.
I was in a deep sleep @ tat night n suddenly. . . there was a scene before me and i felt as if im climbing a rock mountains, it was so hard to climb up and my hands were really in pain and at the middle of the climbing. . . .
I could hear the water falls sound as if 'gallons and gallons'of...
Short Story | Updated Feb 26, 2013 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Paul Roberts
This is a narrative I wrote in school about climbing in Eldorado Canyon Colorado for the first time and coming close to death in a storm while on The Bastille Crack Route.
Fragment Earth â€“ An epic adventure into misunderstanding, this series of psychological short stories, explores the finer meaning of the meaningless meanings overlooked by understanding itself.
Cold Concept: Is Easy To Do
Sadly, among those tasks which we...
By Cassandra Anastasia
A poem about a monkey asking to climb a tree. Please tell me what you think!
Poetry | Updated Dec 6, 2012 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Old Sea
We as human beings have strong desires in life, but can it be so much to us or someone else?
Short Story | Updated Aug 30, 2012 | Reads: 129 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
A 17 year old boy wakes up in a jungle/forest and is lost and tries to find a way out. Not sure if you guys want a part before this that would explain how he got in the forest but if you do just comment! :)
By Britany Joyeli
An essay which was meant to be comparative. Indulge with me in this close to heart memoir.
A writing about me and my life, sorta....
This was a poem that I would hope becomes a rallying cry for the consumer movement.
Definitely haven't written anything like this before. It's different.
Felt better for it though.
Also let me know if this classes as pros poetry because if it does i will get very excited lol, always wanted to write one of those.
Thoughts please. xx.
Aren't you sick of all the idiots in the world who don't know how ot be themselves?
Poetry | Updated Oct 11, 2011 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Nanika was found, young and defenceless, washed up on a river bank almost sixteen years ago. Since then, she's been forced to fit in with a culture much different than her own, susceptible to the teasing of the other children.
Sure, she has a friend or two, and the adults that have adopted her...
By Mike Florio
The first short story I am submitting. It was written about a year ago, when everyone was worried about the economy, ore so than they are today. This story takes place in Bixby Canyon, although I've never actually been there I've hiked many mountains similar to the ones in Big Sur. Anyway, I...