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Love is evil, work of the devil I swear.
Storm and Dannie were best friends. Empahsis on the word were. Storm has just had the worst experience for someone her age, her mother was murdered, her father gone, and her sister as distant as ever. Now, when she needs her best friend the most, she gets the cold shoulder? Why? Well, Storm has...
She wouldn't stop screaming.
I couldn't let her keep screaming.
Another poem from when I was in a dark place.
Poetry | Updated Mar 7, 2013 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 3
Emily Spring has always been the good girl.
She get's A's on almost everything and always gets back to her house by eight pm, no matter what.
Inside her home, it's violent. Daddy yells, breaks things then walks away. Mommy cries, cleans up and walks away. Not wanting to make things worse with...
I saw a poem similar to this, and decided to write my own.
'There is always that person' - I think this poem could apply to a whole load of different people and I think some people may be able to relate to it. I just hope people in the same position can find the strength deep within them, to...
Short Story | Updated Mar 3, 2013 | Reads: 37 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
It's actually more like PG-13.
Novel | Updated Mar 2, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Is there any rationality in waging wars? Can peace ever be bought to warring nations....will sanity prevail?
Poem for a dead friend of mine :/
Not sure exactly what it's about, it just came out. Bit of a ramble i'm afraid.
By Melody Rose
Love is one tough mother ...
taylor and cameron have been best friends since they where kids they never had any feelings or attraction for each other and never thought they could fall in love with each other but that changes when they both are in their second year of high school.taylor suddently realizes that shes totally...
Novel | Updated Feb 20, 2013 | Reads: 44 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
"I think it's best to tell you my story that happened not long ago. It's something that most people said I was luckly to even escape with my life, or with all four limbs attached. But here I am, still breathing and everything. Yet even after all of this thinking that I've gone through, I still...