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Thereâ€™s a past era that was sacred, special and partially ruled by the game of baseball. It was mimically played on sandlots, curveballs... » Read
There's something in the basement. Below the house. Hiding in the darkness.
Short Story | Updated Apr 18, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Single and 40; Exerpts from my dating world
Short poem about a very beautiful hippie woman I saw dancing when I went to Strawberry Fair in Cambridge at the beginning of summer 2011. I've wondered since if I should've gone over and spoken to her, but if I had, it probably would have ruined the very captivating image I have of her, so no...
By Maibrid Summer
Music is what we want it to be
This is a dedication to Alixxandra Royal who passed away on Monday 5th March 2012.
Alexandra was a student at our school who was terminally ill.
This poem will be put in our chapel on the noticeboard we have made with dedications to her and photographs.
She was beautiful and taken away from this...
If you don't know all of the Vocaloid characters, this article is perfect for you. This artical also explains what Vocaloid is and songs as well.
By Katie Hilde
15 year-old McKenna is just an ordinary girl who goes to South Denver High. An outsider who thinks that she is invisible to most people. For example her one and only crush Luke James Augustin. A foot player who most girls like and drool over.
Though McKenna is not really popular she has a...
Novel | Updated Feb 11, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Sirens Song
I once had a dream, of my soul falling and finding yours in a tree
*Do not read this if you dont know anything about One Direction pls or it wont make sense!* Deliah Ivy Connors lives in Liverpool England, she graduated from High school and is moving to London to audition at a Dance Acadamey but on her way there she meets the amazing One Direction so what...
Dahnya and Dash are as thick as thieves. Every day, after their morning lessons, Dash would play a song for her on the piano. Oh how she wished she told him her feelings before it was too late. (one shot)
By Ayla Daniels
I had this in my head for a while and I really liked it, but I couldn't figure out who it reminded me of. Finally, now I know. This is for my best friend (you know who you are).