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Random First Lines:Story about my first love from the beginning to end.
There will be a number of chapters of my story that I will post each chapter every so often. » Read
By Tripti Saraogi
To be or not to be? To risk it all or to play safe... the ages old conflict!
Poetry | Updated Aug 31, 2014 | Reads: 102 | Comments: 16 | Likes: 52
By Pat Foley
We choose to live in such meaningless acts, sacrificing our true desire of the individual to maintain a sense of social order.
Short Story | Updated Mar 17, 2014 | Reads: 30 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is the first draft of this poem, so give me lots of feedback. What works, what doesn't?
A submission for evferree's 5-Line poetry contest.
For me, to love is to climb Everest, a cold and exhausting reality with a euphoric premise.
It has been fifty-three years since the initial attack. The day every person has imprinted in their minds. The black clouds floating over Russia. If only then we knew. Of course, we never find out until it's too late.
If you have seen or read "Shingeki no Kyojin" or "Attack on Titans" you will...
To the many who died not knowing the many they have savedâ€¦
To the failures who tried to change the worldâ€¦
The article is about a dream that I wished to fulfill since instated living it but now I have finally realized it was never meant to fall true.
Once Upon A Time Fan-Fiction. Rumplestiltskin agrees to help Ellarose learn magic, but when she fails to obey his one rule, he sends her on a journey to find her heart.
about an arrogant man i used to know
Poetry | Updated Oct 8, 2012 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
Fear is something which stop us from achieving many great deeds. Sometime we have to give up even our freedom because of fear.
Poetry | Updated Aug 31, 2012 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Miller Jivaro
Written for the Code Name: Verity contest - 100 words max; must use "I am a coward" as the opening line.
Imagine going out on a Saturday night for some partying, then having to dodge bullets as someone is shot on the dancefloor.
By Maestro Denis
It's about what happens when you like someone and don't know when to take action. And then it happens again, and again. Will I ever learn?
Poetry | Updated Jun 5, 2012 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0