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The American West was a notion, not a nation. It was a process, not a place. The native animal and human life of the West was displaced,... » Read
Jonah gives us a good example of what to do when we have made a mess of our lives. This articles examines that advice.
Its the first chapter with more to come. A twist of fate as these two very different lives colide read about Henry and Sebastian's first meeting here and now.
SOMETIMES I CRIED IN THE DARK
Poetry | Updated Jun 25, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Sometimes you love someone more than you love yourself, you allow that person to consume your whole heart, and when they leave you, it feels like they took a piece of your heart with them.
It is the story about a girl who is suffering from cancer and for this reason his boyfriend broke up with...
SOMETIMES I CRIED INSIDE
Poetry | Updated May 29, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Dr Wood
Written for my writing group..as homework
Poetry | Updated Jan 1, 2013 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Ren is 17 and a homosexual, his family cast him a side soon after learning of it. He lives at a boarding school with his boyfriend, James. One day his sister who is more understanding request for him to come home for christmas, so their family can be whole again. Ren agrees but what happens when...
The title explains it all.
Poetry | Updated Nov 3, 2012 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
about a girl who is consider cold, and a boy telling his view of her.
That moment when you've been in denial and the world comes crashing down...
Poetry | Updated Sep 26, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Anthony J Piccione
Ever imagine what it would be like if The Boy Who Cried Wolf was a high school student who made up false things and told them to his friends on the Internet? In Cyberpranks, 18 year old Alex does exactly that, using Facebook and YouTube to fool and embarrass maybe of his friends. It isn't too...
A poem written By me and my friends...
about my sister Ive watched and taken care of her from the day my mom brought her home, Id take punches and punishments that she was suppose to get. She tells me everything likes to sneak in my room.. but its time she stops caring for this disaster.