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My life experiences at the time, forced me to mature as a person. My childhood sped up faster than most kids, but whenever I had time to myself, I'd allow myself to go back to those memories. I'd collect my cards, draw more pictures, and follow the examples Atem had set for me. To be confident,...
But the stories grew just as I did, until I lost my Mom somewhere along the way. Or perhaps, she had lost herself. I do not know the woman who calls herself my Mother and she does not know me. Sometimes I think she doesn't even know the guy anymore, and right now she's trying to picture his face...
Don't you want to scream when it comes to your love/hate relationship with that one thing.. love.
By Adeline Scout
A daughter watches her mother break into her boyfriend's car and find out he is chaeting. The moment reverses the mother-daughter roles and forces the girl into the adult world of cynicism.
Poetry | Updated Aug 12, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 6
Two old friends meet up for lunch and recall a childhood event with varying discrepancies.
The winter approaches...
By To The World A Black Balloon
Another brick in the living shadow All inhale the downward spiral
am I insane?
this novel is about the love of jesse and kris and how thier love conquers all.
this chapter is about jesse coming out to his parents
Novel | Updated Jun 22, 2008 | Reads: 30 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 14
Four high school students from different backgrounds share an experience which is both sublime and profound.
It's a commentary on the love life of a naive young woman who befriends a new group of people at uni. Told from the point of view of the cynical best friend who seems to live through her friends' lives instead of living her own. Hopefully not too much romance stuff, more a coming of age...
I wrote this a few years ago. I always think of the book 'Dear Nobody' when I read it - a pregnant teenage girl coming to terms with her situation. This poem stops after blaming the world for her problems and before coming to terms with the situation.
By Ezeh Chibuoke
Any country that open
up themselves for help
will receive help abundantly
I see it coming to Nigeria.
tomorrows will always turn into yesterday, no matter what you say.