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Free Reminder Software has high potential. That is a giant leap for mankind. Where can children get hold of optimal Free Alarm Clock Software conclusions? There was an excess of this. Free Alarm Clock is a popular tool to find the location of more types of Free Alarm Clock Software. I believe...
Article | Updated Nov 26, 2014 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
What if there was a timer embedded into the inside of your wrist, telling you the exact moment you would meet your soulmate?
Well, Margaret does, and so does the rest of society now. But why?
Novel | Updated Oct 9, 2014 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Megan Fox
A brief abstract of the sentient life of a clock
Short Story | Updated Oct 3, 2014 | Reads: 19 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Do animals have emotions...if you ever doubted it then you need to read this true story narrated in the form of poetry. It is the story of two dogs - a brother and a sister. Brother fell sick and was about to die...Sister took it on herself and helped brother to recover but strange as it may...
Finding herself locked in an estranged room with an unknown little girl, Ainsley must come to terms with the events that got her there, in order to leave and re-unite with her daughter.
Will she be able to do it?
Short Story | Updated Aug 15, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
you wait. no matter how long it took.
Poetry | Updated Jul 20, 2014 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
is there anything else to say?
Poetry | Updated Jun 14, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
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Rhonda Calling is an elderly lady with a walking cane, who lives in Bayswater Street, London. She is trying to get possession over a magic coat, which hangs on an iron gate, across the street from her. Anyhow, in order to do so, she must enter the building, which is enclosed by the gate. Two...
Ever wonder why thy almighty brought us here?
Poetry | Updated Apr 19, 2014 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
I sometimes pull all-nighters, and when the sun rises, I like to sit in my window and watch it. So I wrote a poem about the sunrise and the dawn chorus. Enjoy!
When you realize you can never really have pure silence.
As time continues to tick by is it the clock that's truly driving her mad, or something much deeper no one has yet to understand.
Just a little something about growing up.
Inspiration from: Hudson by Vampire Weekend